Fire (1) A fire blazed away in front of her, a cold breeze biting at her from all directions. Her eyes flickered around, she was lost, but not alone. Through the fire she could see a face, a new face, the face of a stranger, someone she could not trust. “Who are you?” “Dominic.” “Can I trust you?” She was cautious not to mention her own name as if he found out her name, he could destroy her in the blink of an eye. “Even if I was untrustworthy, I'd say yes to that, so, yes.” Dominic replied, a broad smile plastered on his face. He was right, and she knew it, no one in their right mind would tell you they were untrustworthy, so, she would have to find out. “I'm Anastasia, but you will call me Anna.” She lied, telling him her real name, Penelope, could cost her her #life.
