The night had a comforting silence and gentle breeze as you walked along the path of Northville. You had forgotten your past, so this is what you alluded to during uneventful days.

You paused in front of a wheat field, watching as the wind sent the golden field rippling. Faintly, you heard footsteps in the dirt to your right.

"Merlin..." A voice seemed hesitant. Turning your head, you saw a redheaded girl with a witches hat.

"Do you..remember me?" Her eyes looked desperate.