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look at it, but the meadow refuses to give it away. It’s unrevealable. The dream

simply doesn’t allow her to see what it is, even though she really wants to. She
ends up moving her gaze to the side where she finds a small country lane. She

can’t see where it ends, as it twists and turns, leading in to a forest of pine trees.

She is convinced that she knows the landscape well, but she does not know
how; has she been here before? She doesn’t really know where she is exactly. The

dream doesn’t tell. She looks down at her beautiful dress - it's very old. She

wears it with fine white socks with stockings and black patent leather shoes. The
still cat rests its head in her lap. She looks around in the field; she can see

mountains on one side and the forest on the other. Suddenly the outline of a
house appears and she hears voices. She concentrates on what they’re saying,

but it’s all blurry. The only she can hear is the sound of the cow’s bells and the

familiar, cosy sound of buzzing of insects.
She caresses the cat with one hand and straightens her fine hat with the other.

She doesn't know where she is, but it all seems very familiar, as if her soul has

been there before; it feels like home. She takes off her hat and looks at it; it is a
white hat that fits neatly with the dress and there is a little veil attached, that can

cover her eyes from the sharp sunrays. From edge of the forest two beings is
walking out. They pace slowly towards her with a floating gait. One is a woman,

dressed in a great, red dress and her hair is neatly up in a lovely hairstyle. As she

arrives at the destination – where Ann is sitting – she puts up her arm in weird
gesture. Ann can see her hair is reddish brown and her eyes sparkling green, like

a tiger. The couple somehow shows resemblance to each other, and as they get

very close, there is no mistaking that they must be siblings. The guy is Janokovic,
she sees. It is him, no doubt, even though he looks a bit different here. But the

woman, she does not know. The woman starts speaking to her:

“You are chosen to solve a mystery and lift the curse. You have been chosen,
pure soul. Do you not remember your place here? You’ve roamed in these fields

ages ago."

She lashes out with both arms as if it was some kind of weird gesture, then she
points at big area with a long, slow movement, then she points to the cat, and

with a distinguished expression on her face she says:
"She. She wants to help you. My brother and I are lost souls, such as the rest of