But Rozi was afraid to ask Adrian the questions she had on her mind. After all, she would not know where to go if Adrian was not guiding her.

To modern people, Rozi was an ancient relic that should have died a long time ago. Yet, she was still alive and kicking.

"You said you know of someone who was changed by the meteorites like me. Strider, was it?"

Adrian nodded. "He's an apprentice of mine. He's nineteen this year and has gone through similar changes as you. There might come a day where he’ll fall asleep for more than a thousand years too."

"The meteorites still exist… The thought of that is terrifying. Can I meet with Strider if chance allows?"

"Sure, I'll arrange a meeting with him after we've gathered some info."

Rozi turned to gaze out of the window.

Sensing what might be on her mind, Adrian asked, "Are you wondering what became of your country?"

Rozi had not expected Adrian to figure out what she was thinking. She nodded and said, "Yeah. I don’t know what happened af