Author's Note- Dreams are in these
Scanran Trust
Chapter Four
Nightmares
A large black hand extends down from the sky, crushing all in sight. Faun screams as she sees her house go up in flames. "Mollyen!" She screams and races towards the house. A bloody hand lies on the ground, it's arm hidden beneath the rubble. "Mollyen!" she screams again as she uses her powers to move the rubble away from her sister. When she sees her sister's bloody head she screams
Faun woke up, shivering. She shook herself, knowing it was only a nightmare, and fell back asleep.
A grassy meadow with flowers and butterflies and little bees lies before her. A woman and a man walk slowly towards her. Faun is again a ten year old. "Mommy! Daddy!" she cries and runs towards the people. When she reaches them she tries to hug them, but they just keep walking, right through her
"Mommy! Daddy!" Faun screams as she again wakes. She pushes away her nightmares with her mind and falls asleep again.
A dark face looks at her from under a hood. He snickers and reaches out to her. "Avadth!" she hisses and runs away. She sees another hand, a white one, out-stretched to her. She jumps into it and feels herself be flown away from the dark mage. When she is set down again she hears a voice very familiar to her. "Mommy?" she asks.
"Yes, darling child. I am the White Mage, and I had to leave you so that you would gain my powers. Along with your newfound friends you must defeat Saruf the Cunning and the Dark Mage. Will you accept this responsibility?" her mother, the White Mage, asked. Faun nodded, and the dream ended
"My mother, the White Mage?" Faun wondered hazily when she awoke again. She pondered it for a few moments, and then fell back into a dreamless sleep.
Kel, on the other hand, was wide-awake and thinking hard. "Why can't I stop thinking about Dom?" she asked herself quietly. There was a knock on the door and Neal barged in. "I'm coming with you!" he said sternly. "How could you forget about a healer?" he asked stubbornly.
"Sorry Neal. You can come," Kel said, smiling. Neal had been Alanna's only squire, so this trip would be quite amusing. "By the way Kel, Dom does like you," Neal said mischievously as he raced out of the room. Kel frowned, and then realized that Neal must have heard her. "Crap," she whispered to herself as she lay back down on her bed, and fell into a sleep filled with dreams.