I don't remember who I am. I don’t remember how I ended up on the threshold of this mysterious Castle. Its gray walls inspire me with awe, a black raven with a steel beak looks warily from above. I don’t remember who I am. Only the ancient artifact on my chest vaguely reminds me that I came from a place where I was never happy. This is all I can find in my completely empty head. And this scares me terribly. Unless... memories of that man’s eyes keep popping up in my memory. A magical fire flared up in them when he looked at me. And the next moment it was replaced by ice crystals - so sharp that you could cut yourself on it. This look still penetrates my soul. What will happen when we meet again?