Sir Baristan had not shut the door after him, but Shira did not feel the inclination to go out. There was something very scary about stepping outside –

She remembered it now, what she had dreamed about. She had dreed that she was lost, and when she stepped into the house that looked like hers, the faces were unfamiliar.

Shira did not understand how she could even have managed such a dream as she could not remember how her house looked like anymore. What would she see when she stepped out?

She felt so much distress that she felt her eyes water. Her tears reminded her of something. She had...