"Take her and run!" said a man. "But Adain," said the woman holding a baby in her other hand. "Lena, Brynn must be protected from Uther's rage. You must both leave." He kissed Lena. "Go." Lena nodded, tears falling from her face. She ran, hearing a scream, haunting her. She sobbed, running for it. Her husband had been slaughtered. Brynn cried. "Shh, shh, it's ok. Hush child, we must be quiet." An arrow whistled past Lena's ear. Alarmed, she stopped. They had reached the forest, but still the men pursed them. She knew what she had to do. She laid her baby Brynn in a thick bush, safe from detection. "Be safe, I love you." Lena kissed her baby. Then a scream was heard.

In that same forest, a girl awoke with a start. Sweat drenched her brow. Like the woman in her dreams, she had black curls down to her waist, beautiful blue eyes, and slender. "Brynn, you ok?" said a man's voice, opening the tent flap. "Oh Tomos." "It's those memories again." Brynn nodded. Tomos was her best friend, and the only thing left. She lost her family, her friends and the village. Only she and Tomos had survived. Tomos had red hair, light green eyes and was a bit big on the belly. "It's ok." "It will be soon. Uther will pay for killing my parents. He will pay for killing everyone we ever held dear.