The car came to a stop near a small lake, which was surrounded by lush green meadows that extended for as far as the eye could see.

Yellow daffodils, forget-me-nots, wild lilies and dandelions had germinated on their free will in their own manner, giving the wildness a completely indisciplined yet quite a delicate look; as if human touch might spoil the effortless perfection.

As she looked outside the car, Arene was unable to believe her own eyes; she could not even imagine that a place so beautiful existed at all; then the fact that it not only existed but that it was also located in her own County- and...