★ Rhea in a trance during the year 1606★
"Mother, we hail for the market now? Do check on Bob," Rhea heard a tan girl with freckles on her face, dressed in a kirtle and apron over it, her blonde hair wrapped in a white coif, holding a fruit basket.
Is she speaking in Old English? Rhea pondered.
Rhea glanced down at her body. She had dirty brown sandals on, was dressed in a dark red overall, and had a basket in her hand. Her hair was red but wrapped in a coif too.
"Urith?" the girl called out again, looking directly at Rhea. "What are you doing standing in a daze for? We would be late for the sale."
Is she talking to me? Rhea thought looking behind her.
The girl pulled Rhea by her arm, running towards the vast field.
As they ran off, Rhea noticed cow, goat, horse, and chicken stables. The houses were built with stones, the roofs were made of raw wood and some dry straw.
Where am I? I was in my room seconds ago. Am I dreaming?
