Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20140617170837/@comment-3293219-20140619190629

"No, he was right with me, just a few minutes ago!" Agatha snapped, looking around.

All of this felt so... familiar, real, like she'd never been away from it. In reality, she had been away from it for over thirty years...

"Agatha? Are you feeling alright?" Her mother asked, getting up and placing her hand on the Breton's forehead. The Breton closed her eyes and gasped as she felt the warm feeling of her mother's hand on her forehead, taking her back to her youth... She never regreted leaving her parents, she had to but she always regretted running away from them, never writing or visiting to them, making them think that she was dead.

"No temperature as far as I can tell Agatha, are you sure that you didn't dream this?"

"Oh, so I dreamt thirty years of my life did I?" The Breton frowned, folding her arms and opening her eyes, giving her mother that old look, which came natural to her, whenever she got under her skin.

"Well, you haven't been gone for thirty years Agatha, I think your father and I would have noticed." She chuckled, pulling her hand away.

Agatha paused, thinking about it for a second as she tried to remember..."

"Wait... How do I know that this isn't a dream!?"

Her mother chuckled and shook her head, bending down and placing her hand on her daughter's shoulder.

"Do you realise how mad that sounds?" Her mother chuckled, dumb as a post, just like she remembered.

"I feel sorry for you if your dreams are this boring."

This isn't a dream... This is a nightmare... I'm... nothing here... The Breton glanced up to her mother, praying that this was a dream as lame a dream it maybe.

"M-Ma.. What's your name?"

"What?"

"Your name Ma!?" She snapped, taking a step forward, rather aggressively.

"My name is Lilly, Agatha, like it was yesterday and the day before! What's gotten into you!?"

"Dad's name?"

"Alistair... Alistair Tira."

Agatha stopped yelling for a moment, anyone in her head could know that but of course, anyone in her head would know the answer to any question she posed...

"This... Can't be real..." Agatha whispered, taking a step back.

"It... C-Can't be..." Her voice broke as tears built up in her eyes and she began to shiver.