Chapter 7: Dreams of Dragons

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Visions of dragons

Third Person's point of view.

Eleven days before the invasion. The air was unmistakably tainted with the stench of blood; but this wasn't the first time she around it. Nor was the man whose hearts were filled with a thirst for blood. Thousands of barbarians, witches, sorcerers, warriors, magicians, and enemies of Camelot alike were there fighting under her command. She was ready this time she was smarter. This time she knew he would try to stop her. This time she expected him to; but this time was different this time she would make him face her by Arthur's side. She would have the upper hand.

Tonight marked the beginning of the end. The end of something but she was no longer of what; she thought it would be the end of Camelot, but now she realized something bigger was about to start. Something not seen for centuries; not since… something she didn't know. All she knew was she had everything she needed. She went to sleep hoping that she would see one of her visions that would tell her more of the next few days' events.

The sun was rising as three sparrows and white raven were flying around a castle spire. Camelot was shining in the morning sun. The houses, buildings, streets were sparklingly clean. As she walked though the market all the peoples faces were clean, washed, and happy. She saw a man a wizard by the looks of it preforming tricks for little children. Making birds appear out of thin air the kind of thing only sorcerers can do. But no one looked scared they all seemed to accept him.

Then a large shadow moved fastly over the courtyard. She looked up and saw a creature with large spread out wings. The wings were blue. It was a dragon. Another blue dragon followed. Then they landed carefully on a roof. There was a man on one of the dragons he said, "Come on little hatchling your wanted in the palace." The younger man then jumped up and landed on the other dragon and they flew away on the dragons towards the castle.

She ran to the castle trying to keep up. Once she was in the palace she slowed down. As she walked she passed an elf. She saw the two men again and followed them. They were headed to the thrown room. The older man said, "Angela had said once that I would never return to Alagaesia, and in a way she was right; as she always is." The other responded, "I wish I could have known my father better before he was killed." "As I miss your father Balinor he was my son." Them they walked in, but the room was white. When she walked in she was some where else.

She knew then that the place she wanted to create when she defeated Arthur was that of the place she had just seen. She was out side of Camelot with her army ready to burn the city to the ground if she would give the order. Then with sound of horns the army ran. It had begun. Then a dark shadow crept over them and the men stopped with fright. A gold dragon had three passengers riding on its back. Then one passenger stood and said, "I know what you wish to do. And what you think you are doing. But what you are doing and what you want to do are not the same."

Her vision glowed white and like that she was in darkness. She was in her tent. She used her magic to light a candle and sat up. She spent the rest of the night perfecting the plan and pacing. Her worst nightmare had begun and little did she know she was all but ready.