The fog had begun to clear and the weight of the sun's warmth had begun to  rouse her from her slumber.  Lilianna was slowly rubbing the remnants of sleep from her eyes as the breeze washed over her and she drew in a deep breath of the air. It was crisp, fresh and carried the scent of moss from the moors  she'd been traveling through .  The sun shone high in the canvas of sky above and for the moment she had to remind herself that the dreams that haunted her were days long gone by.   Pushing up to her feet she glanced out over the bogs of tall grasses that danced in the wind such as it were.  Her hair flaring out around her in wisps of tendrils lost in the art of the dance. Eyes were a little more faded now in color and the lines of age had settled upon the corners of her eyes .  How many years had it been she wondered briefly, hands settling upon her hips but a moment as she drank in the rolling landscape of Scotland.<br/><br/>Her hand settled down along the right of her body searching for the familiar feel of her sword that she'd not felt the weight of in quite some time. It seemed that adjusting to the change of her life had not been well suited to her and she was beginning to drown in her memories.  " They're gone Lili, long gone " she whispered to herself. " Welp lass, things be needin done, best get back home. " she again reprimanded herself before she turned to make her way back along the hidden path towards the land she settled upon.<br/><br/>Memories would flood through her mind of friends long gone past, hope holding not a thread in the tapestry of her mind as she had to fight to keep the past in the past.  There was much she would have done differently perhaps if she had been given the chance, though nae such an offer had been made for her.  Nae, she was locked in this prison called life and all she could offer was the stories of a rich adventurous past and hope that her family, her kin would learn from the mistakes she had made herself.