Sunset Valley I want a heart unbreakable

He was pale and gilded; a stranger to her, yet he seemed familiar in some nameless way. Marina halted to regard him in silence for a moment. Words were lost to her, at least in these first few seconds. What could she say? Her, a woman who could not even tell her own name.

Do you know what this place is called? She called out finally in a too-soft, wavering voice. It would be obvious, she thought, that she was lost. There was nothing to be done for the admission, not when she knew that there was no hope of being found otherwise.