On a burn ward, a man lies between living and dying, so disfigured that no one from his past life would even recognize him. Then a woman walks into his hospital room, a wild-haired, schizophrenic sculptress, who insists that she has known him for seven hundred years. She remembers vividly when they met, in another hospital ward at a convent in medieval Germany, when she was a nun and he was a wounded mercenary left to die.