Everything appeared too ideal as I opened my eyes once more. The sky had lost its red hue. It had a light gold hue. Be calm. tranquil.

I was standing in an almost familiar spot—the meadow beyond the ruins of the temple, only it was younger and unaltered.

Then I heard her.

"Michael."

With her silver dress whispering through the grass, Selene emerged barefoot from between the trees.

"Selene," I exhaled.

She gave a gentle smile. "You recall me."

"How could I have ...