Firefly Glen I close my eyes and you lead the way

A hunt. His words echoed within her mind as the ghostly maiden eye's sparkled in delight. It felt like a sign, "I am Miriam, Miriam Iris Willows." Though with a breathe, she calmed herself and politely introduced herself. Perhaps with a fidget, there was a calmness within the voice but a jitter within the body language. Excitment? Nervousness? Everything was felt.

"Are you..." The girl swallowed what was caught within her throat, "are you with the Horned God?" She could never be sure, the one would never tell her unless she was asked. He could be someone once related to the guardian in the Summerlands, or a simple vessel.. One who was part of the Orchid, but no longer within the realm, just as she was. However..

It was their home.

She hoped and prayed, not for just the sign, but a sense of familarity. How long had it been, since she had seen someone like herself?