The short grass crunched lightly under their footsteps, while a babbling stream spoke in the distance.  Victor held tightly to Abia’s hand as if he hungered for the human contact.  “I must apologize for my behavior. I know things must seem very confusing, but it is necessary to keep us safe.”<br/><br/>Some birds chirped merrily in a nearby tree, as the sun shone down on a flower filled meadow.  “ I don’t have all the answers, but I do know this. Something is not right with the Calm Leaf Tavern.   I know this will be hard for you to hear, as it is your home and life, but I’m not even certain any of it is real. I fear it may be some grand illusion. That was why I asked about Sarah, and what you remembered of her. She’s a pretty girl with a lot to offer, yet every day she sits at that bar looking for companionship.  And still she remains unwed and unspoken for.”<br/><br/>Viktor continued on, not wanting the opportunity to pass to make Abia believe. “You slave away every day serving untold numbers of customers, work that should take several people, but you manage every single day to do it. And despite what may come,  it seems like you can just hit some sort of reset button and start it all over.“<br/><br/>Victor paused to allow her to take it in as the breeze blew through her hair and dress.