“I understand that you are feeling a little taken aback by this, but suffice it to say, you will have plenty of protection. The way it will play out, three will convene under this scarred maple. Your father will want to come, but it would be better for you to come alone. Two others will arrive here shortly after you do.”
“Who… who are they?” Serena choked out, still at a loss for words.
“I cannot say, but they will protect you. Remember, your destiny awaits. When the time comes, you must reach out and seize it. Just to let you know, a good time would be pretty soon,” the strange man said with a wink. Then, with a flourish of his black sleeve, he raised his hand before her and snapped his fingers.
“Serena!” she heard immediately, and she realized that she was lying on the ground outside her house, her basket of herbs scattered on the ground beside her. Her father was kneeling beside her, looking down on his daughter’s fallen body with worry streaked in wrinkles across his face.
“Father,” Serena said, and in joy he hugged her.
“You were out for ten minutes,” he said, exhaling. “Much longer than most visions, so I was very worried. Are you alright?”
Serena’s mind was still reeling from what she had seen. “I am alright, Father.”
Micah helped his daughter back to her feet. “We should go inside,” he said, leading Serena into the house. He sat her down in the sitting room and went to get a cup of tea for her. “What did you see?* he asked.
Serena sighed, her gaze drifting to the wooden floor. “I was talking to this stranger, and he was telling me about this old maple tree.”
Her father returned a quizzical look. “That is strange. What was the significance of this tree?”
“He said that I would meet two other people there, and that it was greatly significant for the world,” she said, almost painfully in the face of what stood before her on the horizon. “It was a really old maple with a long scar on it.”
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