Rural Princess

From a dream, I knew someone would die. In two days, the prophecy was confirmed.
Not minding the storm and time, I dared the mountains to fulfill my conviction.
From there, I saw my relatives I did not grow up with. They knew me to be my father’s child, but I did not know them.
I tried to serve them food, but to me the food was offered.
I endeavored to give a hand, but my hand they kissed.
My presence changed the atmosphere of lost for my father’s life.
I tried to sympathize, but they defeated me.