Startled by feeling freezing cold and wet, Sirena sat up quickly gasping. She looked around at her surroundings and saw snow covering the ground as well as a stone bridge and rocky cliffs everywhere. Getting up off the ground, she touched her hair which was obviously damp from the snow. She pulled her hair back and took the hair band from her wrist and tied her hair into a ponytail to keep her blonde locks from going poufy as she mumbled to herself.
"What hell am I living in? Where the fuck am I? Last I knew, I collapsed on my bed friggin tired from bloody work after I tried doing spell that wouldn't work. How did I end up here? What the fuck!" Sirena kept talking to herself as she walked to and over the stone bridge. Eventually she started to carefully jog across in her pumps. Thinking to herself about the bridge since it seemed to go on. 'Holy hell this bridge goes on forever.' It took her about six minutes to cross the rest of the bridge that looked like it was made in the middle ages. Sirena went back into a walk while wrapping her arms tightly around herself trying to stay warm which was very hard to do since her clothes were wet and there was a slight wind while thinking she was going to get hypothermia. As soon as she saw civilization, she let out a sigh of relief and started running towards it until she saw the trebuchets which were used back in medieval times to launch stones to destroy walls and what not. Her run slowed down to a walk as she stared at the old machinery with fascination.
"Well I now know what era I'm in, sort of..." Sirena mumbled to herself while still staring at the medieval weapon. She continued to walk on the now visible dirt path when she heard a sound of metal clashing against metal. The young woman was also able to feel people watching her which gave her a creeped out feeling as well as self-conscience. Making sure she doesn't have to look at anyone stares, she kept her gaze down, causing her to see her clothes, and she could see why she was getting stared at. She could feel her cheeks burning with heat as she kept her eyes on the ground while still keeping her arms wrapped tightly around herself. Peeking up, Sirena saw soldiers wearing medieval styled armor while sparring against each other which caused her eyes to widen in wonder. She then felt a pair of eyes that felt more distinct than the others. Her blue-green eyes scanned the area where she felt the strong stare was coming from. At that moment she had found him. A man with straight dirty blonde hair, pale skin like her own, and he was wearing armor with a red and gold clothing material over his silver armor. When she was close enough to see his eyes, they were what surprised her the most; his eyes were a golden brown color that reminded her of Edward Cullen from Twilight. She also felt like she had seen him before but didn't know where. Sirena knew he was glaring at her with distrust since she was different and she didn't blame him either. She lowered her gaze to the ground to avoid his intimidating stare. Since he was the only one to really make eye contact with her, she took a deep breath and finally walked up to him not at all feeling confident. When she realized that she was in front of him, she placed her small hands on the front of her legs and gave a quick little bow that most Asians give when they meet someone or when they are grateful, not to mention she wasn't wearing a dress. After standing up straight again, she looked up at his face and him raising one brow at her.
"Hello, um, I would like to speak to someone who is in charge; if you don't mind." Sirena said meekly as he placed one of his hand hands on the hilt of his sword and his other hand on his hip not at all giving her an answer. "Or not... Sorry to have bothered you." She gave him a bow again then turned her back to him and started to walk away with her arms wrapped around herself again.
"Wait!" He called out to her while he thought to himself not really sure why he isn't letting her go on her way. 'What in the Maker's breath am I doing? Though I feel bad if I don't do anything, she looks like she is freezing from the way she is holding herself.' Sirena turned slowly to face him with a neutral look on her face as she looked at him.

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시작의 새벽/Dawn of Beginning
Fanfiction현대의 소녀는 과거가 아닌 과거가 아닌 자신이 인식할 수도 있고 인식하지 못할 수도 있는 어딘가에서 자신을 발견하고 엉뚱한 곳에서 사랑을 발견하면서 도우거나 하지 말아야 하는 선택을 해야 합니다. A girl from modern times finds herself in the past, but not just the past but somewhere she may or may not recognize and she has to make a...