Arwen didn't know how long she had been sleeping, but something didn't feel right to her. There was an intense headache as though she had hit her head on some hard surface and was now suffering the aftereffects of it.
'Wait!' she mumbled to herself, realizing something that she seemed to be right. 'Wasn't I at the flower garden earlier? Where am I now?' Trying to think, she tried to remember it, but she couldn't remember it at all.
It was as though her memories of that time frame were removed.
And the thought of how easy it had been once to erase her memories; she felt panic creeping into her heart again. Just the possibility that she might forget it all, all over again, filled her with dread.
