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Subject: mist of dreams


Author:
Immarra
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Date Posted: 10:02:24 08/29/02 Thu

Her sleep, healing and deep slid gradually into the realm of actual dreams where things from the unconscious mind could be pulled forward and analyzed. It also allowed others with good intent(at least for her, Bardic shielding was a blessing at times) to enter and offer advice or a word of encouragement. The only one that had ever done that was her mother, and only since she had been killed by that flash flood. Her mother came very rarely, usually to offer a choice bit of advice or to point out something she was drastically overlooking. This time it was merely to reassure.

The ground upon which her feet rested was covered in drifting silvery fog, but she could feel the sands that shifted beneath her feet, even as she was able to see them when the fog slid aside. Her mother was waiting for her, her face serene and peaceful. Long golden hair cascaded down almost to her knees, the delicate points of her ears hidden by the silky mass. Her mother wasted no time telling her what she had come to say, such was her nature.

"My dear daughter, I have waited for you to come into the Dreaming. Your companion who even now coils around your slumbering body means you no harm, he is protecting you while you sleep. You can trust him, and perhaps do him a service that has been long overdue. He is no longer Zigorot, he was freed by the magic within your music and has regained a form that is probably more comfortable to him. He is of those called Forgotten, a race that shares ancestry with the elves. He is of the clan Prismstar and was cursed. Take him to your grandparents, they can help him, break the curse and set him free. They know the kind of curse he is under and will strive to release him of it. If he is willing it can be done.

Her mother vanished after smiling at her daughter, leaving her to stand alone in the mists. Waking proved easier than she had thought, her body was rested and relaxed, and the coils surrounding her body brought no fear. She waited till Leviathan moved before she told him what she had been told.

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Dreams endingNemesis10:23:09 08/30/02 Fri
Tides of Reality.Leviathan13:13:08 09/03/02 Tue



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