Iona sat, staring aimlessly up at the sky. She couldn't remember anything, not a single trace of any memories lingered in her thoughts as she sat in her kimono beneath a shady tree. She could not feel the shade however and was confused by that. Nor could she feel the breeze, or the warm sun. She was aware they were all there and present, but they held no joy or feeling for her. No faces looked her way, no words were spoken to her.<br/><br/>She looked down sadly into her lap.<em>I can't remember anything....only a name to call myself. Why...</em>she thought, looking up. The clouds moved lazily in the blue sky, she heard birds chirping merrily. Why was she here? Why could no one see her? She thought soon, and then her eyes widened.<em>Wha....a.....am I dead?</em>Iona stood, and went over to the tree she had been sitting under, and reached to touch it. Her hand passed through as she shrieked a little. She calmed herself however, at least for the moment glad no one could see or hear her.<br/><br/>She began to walk down towards the edge of a nearby lake, and stood at it's edge. She wished she could feel the caress of water over her toes as she dipped her foot in, feeling nothing. Soon, she heard a voice as she turned around surprised by the appearance of an achingly beautiful man. Her confused expression was also somewhat startled, but she felt drawn in by his cheerful smile. His oddly hypnotic eyes.<br/><br/>"I..I only know one name. Iona. I assume it is my name." She said, a bit uncertain. She smiled a the firefly Talt held out to her, taking it and looking curiously. "My firefly....?" Iona bit her lip thoughtfully. "I....I don't know." Iona's expression became sad once more, as she looked to be struggling to remember something. Anything at all.<br/><br/>"A deal...? A deal with me?" Iona's voice was surprised, as her pale eyes looked up at him. They were hauntingly beautiful, with tinges of sadness and confusion swirling in their depths. "But I have nothing to give.....what would you want for this deal?" she asked, her eyes returning to the vial in which flitted the golden firefly. She could not explain it, but she felt drawn to this man. This being known as Talt. She did not know why, but she knew it was real.<br/>