'Don't listen. Let them go. Their not real.' Tanis thought to himself.
Tanis was lying in bed in the Inn of the Last Home. He had his eyes closed, but couldn't sleep.
Ever since the War of the Lance had ended, all he could think about was all the people who died including Sturm. Every night he would lye in bed, but when he would close his eyes…
He heard screaming. He saw women being shoved to the ground to be raped, to be shot. Houses were being lit on fire. Men were being shot in mid - flee.
He would see Solace being burnt to the ground. People trying to escape, but only getting a couple feet before an arrow landed in their backs. He would see red dragons flying over head. Then…
The screaming would stop, the fighting would seize. Everything would go black, and he would hear Laurana's delicate voice telling him to be strong it would be over soon.
Tanis would then open his eyes, hoping to see Laurana's caring beautiful face. Instead he would see light, and a wooden roof which covered the Inn.
Tanis always thought it was stupid to do this every night, but it was a habit. As was getting up, and pacing around the room. He would do this to try and get answers to the questions in his head, but still… He finds none.