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Subject: dreams or memories? Author: Quoth [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 20:57:20 07/03/02 Wed Quoth settled himself down to sleep; it had been a long day. His new mistress was delightful and he found he was growing strangely attached to her. Something deep inside him told the raven not to get involved, to leave and form no connections. But why? For what reason? He just couldn’t figure it out. Tiredness overtook and Quoth let it overwhelm him and slept. He was surrounded by an army of mail-clad warriors on horseback and their thunderous shouts of challenge echoed inside his mind. Above and behind him countless green banners bearing the same symbol that he could not recognise were bobbing with restlessness. He could feel his hunger for death and blood but Quoth’s attention was focused solely upon a figure before him. Standing tall and fearless with a bright sword drawn in his hand, a helmet upon his head and a sable cloak flapping about his shoulders, was the Captain of the city guard – Rorraent Unexpectedly, the dream faded from his mind and Quoth blearily opened his eyes to the morning. He desperately tried to call it back and fall asleep again but a call from Ryna stopped him. Quoth didn’t want to know anyway. He had a new life now. But the dream seemed to stick with him and he wondered what it all meant. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]