I cried out as my consciousness was rent away from the black cat. It had been sitting there, watching me, as I painted an abstract picture. A regular, normal, dream changed into...trees. 

Greenwood trees. I was back. I ran, without a second thought. I ran, and as I did, collided rather unattractively with someone with stark black locks and wide grey eyes. My face barely registered shock before: "Faewyn!"

"Gia!" she said, elated. She turned away with a little gasp and for some reason, I thought she seemed genuinely upset.

"Faewyn?" I queried, concerned. "Did...did I do something?" She smiled at me, back to normal.

"No, of course not," she said. "Then...?" I trailed off.

"It's just...been so long..."

Long? It had been only a week and a few days. Like...like last time. 

Right?

"A long time?" I asked, confused. Faewyn looked at me, my own puzzlement reflected in her eyes. 

"Gia..." she said uncertainly. "It's been almost a month."