I found myself walking through a dense forest, the air damp and cool on my skin. The trees were so close together that barely enough light from the moon filtered through the branches.

I came across a clearing and in the middle of it was a crumbling building. It was tall, medieval-looking, and despite its crumbling walls, it was breathtaking.

The church.

It was the first time I had seen the exterior, and when I walked in, the interior was just like the familiar one I had seen a couple of times in my dream. Immediately, my gaze fell on a woman; Elara. She knelt by the altar, her hands...