So I know its been a bit since I've updated and for that I apologize. But I had some personal matters to attend to. Anyway please enjoy


(Harvest 15th, ninth hour, Stranger's POV)

I sat miserably in one of the cots in the healing ward. The young healer was tending to my head again and I barely hid a groan.

"Oh come on its not that bad." She said as if she read my thoughts, something that I found very weird.

"How did you know, I didn't say or do anything?"

"Trust me, I've dealt with a lot of people that hate being here, also you need to relax." I relaxed somewhat but it was obvious I didn't relax enough.

"So what is your name?" I asked her.

"I'm Helena, daughter of Klyro."

"Is your mother the head healer?"

"Yes, and my father a captain in the royal army, My mother is in charge here, I am merely an apprentice."

"So why did you decide to become a healer, you seem to be quite good at it?" Helena put her arms down and sighed happily as if some fond thought came to mind.

"I chose to become a healer because it is something that I can do in service of the Four. You wouldn't believe how many times I have been lucky enough to be able to help save people's lives, sometimes it is not enough but my best is the best I can give."

"How many times have people asked you that, you seem to be well rehearsed?" Helena laughed and resumed work on my head. She finished up with my head quickly and went off to help other patients. I laid my head down on the soft pillow and closed my eyes, Helena's mother insisted that I sleep as much as I can and to avoid trouble and since I had nothing else to do I listened to her advice.

I stood in a green meadow, the wind blew softly across the long grass. Various wildflowers dotted the landscape, in pretty colours like yellow, blue and a few reds here and there. In the distance was a mountain range. But even though the land surrounding me was beautiful, it compared not to the glory of a large lion the stood in front of me, it seemed as if He was radiating His own light.

"Ethan." He said in a deep voice, though it was deep and intimidating I still felt peace.

"Who are you?"

"I am called Aslan by the Narnians, others know me by another Name." I looked down at my bare feet, wondering if I should ask Him a question.

What ails you My son?" I pondered this question before I spoke, I felt like I could trust Him.

"What happened to me, all I remember is running, running like a coward, I remember pain and suffering and no knowledge of who I am, I confused, who am I?"

"In time you will learn why you are here and of your past lift, but for now your name is enough." He breathed on me and I felt myself start slipping out of the dream.

I awoke slowly and peacefully, more refreshed than I'd ever felt


Alright so we have learned Ethan's name, and maybe soon we will learn some more. Also a big thank you DymphnaK for the idea for the name and also for being a big help.