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"So you did it. You managed to see more." Rafic said pleased with Ardeth and himself, because he had given the right council. "Yes but I didn't learn anything. I just got more confused" Rafic rubbed his forehead and frowned in concentration. "I don't know what you should do next Ardeth. This is up to you." Ardeth looked at him in disbelief. "You can't let me down now!" "Ardeth I am glad you trust my advice, but now I can't do anything else. See what you can do." Ardeth said a muffled greeting and left the tent. * Rafic is right again. I can't expect everything from an old man. I will try to think no more about these dreams. Maybe they will disappear this way. *
n A palace. A beautiful garden. No desert, no pain, but Ardeth was still just a viewer of himself. He was there too. He could see other med-jai there. At his right was an elder man with a face that reflected an old age but with eyes young and sparkling. At his left was a man probably about his age (he noticed for the first time that in the dreams he appeared younger that he was) with very impressive figure. That man was taller than Ardeth by a head. Near them also stood an old, fat man with shaved head and a white skirt. Facing them stood a man, which was the same Ardeth had seen last night and a woman. The man was wearing the nemes, one of the crowns of Egypt and the woman a diadem with a cobra and a vulture, another crown. She was rather short but she was so overpoweringly majestic that she appeared taller than anyone else in there. Ardeth couldn't help but admire her. In the dream, which apparently showed a council everyone was speaking but Ardeth couldn't hear their voices. He could just see that the man with the crown proposed something with which the fat man agreed, while the woman proposed something else, with which he and the other two men who were also med-jai agreed. Then this image started to fade and another one replaced it. Himself with a bow in his hand again but not in the desert. He was standing by the river bank. The woman was there too and she was holding a bow. In the distance he could see the elder man with the young eyes. He then stretched the bowstring and shoot a bow which he followed with his eyes and finally missed the center of the target by less than a finger's length. The woman shoot an arrow too- it was totally black Ardeth noticed- and the arrow stroked next to his, exactly in the center. The woman turned and smiled at him. There was a triumphant expression on her face but she was also smiling warmly at him. –
Ardeth woke up, for the first time in days without pain. He turned the dream in his mind. New pieces to this puzzle which instead of helping him confused him even more. Suddenly a moan of pain pierced the night. Ardeth pushed everything about the dream to the back of his mind and quickly got up and dressed. There was something going on.