I wake up gasping.
I keep on having the same nightmare about the same place.
The red tree in the middle of the woods at night. The stars are shone upon me and a mysterious man in a hooded cloak.
It’s like he’s telling me to go there to see him.
"Dammit," I stand up from my bed.
I put my blonde hair into a messy platt and wear my clothes and then clip my cloak on before putting my hood...