"H-Hello! Are you alright?"

I don't know where I am.

"Sir? Your head! You're bleeding!"

I don't know who I am.

"Listen... I live just over that hill, let me take you there. We can find you some help."

All I can really remember is... meeting him.

"My name is Merlin."


"No, that's alright. Don't speak for now. You look battered..."

I let him slip his arm underneath mine, supporting me up by the shoulder. I thought I could walk fine, but he wouldn't take no for an answer. My head ached, and my throat starting burning before we reached the small town, lungs not working properly. Every gasp of air was a blessing. I couldn't remember anything when they started questioning me, all strangers of the village. I was lucky he found me.

Apparently I have a concussion of sorts, I remember things like how to read, I can speak as well... but I don't know who I am. I honestly can't recall anything before waking up in that forest, a sword on my hip and a gnash on my head.