Who do you think you are? She knew exactly who she was. She was Jay, full name Jaida, horseman from the War clan—
Look at your shadow. And when she looked, she saw at first herself. Then she saw a figure toting a large, familiar sword.
You have forgotten something. Memories. I borrowed those from you and now you have my word I will return them. Take these memories and use remember their blessing. As long as you remember your path as a hero, I will be there.

She stared at the lock dangling from one of her chains. Was this lock supposed to mean something? Well, the figure had said something about forgotten memories. Perhaps that was what she was missing. Memories. Jay’s eyes narrowed as she held onto her lock. She wondered if she would remember them all, if any at all. She felt like she was missing too big of a chunk from her life, her time. The bluebird hummed before opting to fly down. She needed to water her rose bush.