The mysterious woman in the green dress still hadn't told me who she was, but she was so sure of everything she was saying, and her words were reassuring enough that I brushed my concerns aside.
I turned around when there was a faint rustling in the trees behind me, but there was nothing there, and when I turned back she had gone.
It was only when I was sure she was really gone that I decided to go back to the Packhouse, and I thought about everything she had said as I walked the familiar path through the forest.
She had said that everything that happened to me would be happening because it was supposed to happen, and at the time the words had seemed profound; now that she was gone, they seemed almost hollow and I didn't know what I was supposed to read into them.
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