Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20141003213306/@comment-5583506-20141008171913

"Yes... Perhaps..."

''Why can't I remember him? I can't focus clearly. Everytime I try to picture him I only see Rowan instead.''

She slapped herself softly on the cheek. ''You should be ashamed of yourself. You are already engaged and here you are falling for other men. Grita was right about you. You truly are a minx.''

She stopped all the suddenly when they came across a woven gray fence in the middle of the forest. The path continued through a murky old gate with rusty hinges. It looked as if it wouldn't be able to hold itself up for another day. The mist was a little thinner here, but nonetheless thick enough to create an ominous atmosphere.

"This is the way", she said. "Although it doesn't look quite as I remember it..."