Chapter 34

　　Dionysus Dausel's Point Of View

　　  I am in the middle of a field, and it is a vast space, an evergreen. I know a place like this, I've seen it on the Internet— Grindelwald. It is also a place in Switzerland. Yea, Switzerland. Am I in Switzerland?

　　  Roaming my eyes around, I realized that I am alone. No one is around aside from me. The sky is blue, with white clouds dancing, and I could not see the sun, but its daylight.

　　  "Dion, darling?"

　　  I froze on where I am standing when I heard that voice, that familiar voice I have never heard for so long. My heart thumps and it lurches up to my throat as my eyes started watering. Slowly, I turn to where that sweet, soothing voice is coming from.

　　  And there she is, Victoria Dausel, my mother. With her angelic and motherly smile, her burgundy hair is gently swaying with the wind, and her arms are open, like waiting for me. And suddenly, I am seven years old again, running to my mom's open arms.