Gran and Hero, two archaeology students, become embroiled in an ancient Irish past where nothing is what it should be.
We looked at each other half stunned, both of us for a second connected our thoughts... that was extremely strange.
-What was that... Gran?
-I don't know Hero, I really don't know, but do you know Vel?
Hero clutched his forehead in exhaustion.
-Yes, in fact she helped me escape from Argus, and even guided me part of the way... now that I remember this happened to me before, I saw an old man, he was fighting with someone and then I saw again... -The moment of the fire, when I failed...
-The moment of the fire, when your father died...
Hero looked at me strangely.
-How do you know that, Gran?