A/N: I know this sounds stupid, but I'm very forgetful. If no one reviews in a while, I kinda forget to update my story! Normally, I would update every other day. If I don't for a few days, and you really want to read more, just send me a little review and I'll promise to post more! And, please tell me if I move the next few chapters along too fast, because I don't know if I can write adventure stories!

~*zanuas917*~

My head ached terribly from hitting my head on the side of a flowerpot. I knew Torlin had only shoved as an impulse, but she did hurt me bad.

It was right in the middle of my vision. Like a small dark cloud of fluttering bats, winging towards me. It kept on getting bigger and darker and more frightening.

All I remembered was seeing the little gray lumps that were Goblins and thinking of screaming Torlin at the top of my lungs. I could feel their little paws scraping me, and I heard a dull thud, like someone dropping their boot on someone else's head. The last thing I remember is someone's soft hands fluttering over my face, and the cloud darkening until it consumed my entire vision.

And then, blackness.

The next thing I knew, I could feel a cold cloth dabbing at my face. My eyes fluttered open, and I saw Mandy. I heard someone singing with the most beautiful voice I had ever heard in my life.

I have wept many times in my life

I have wept for me and for other people

I don't know why anyone cries

All I know is that some day

That one day

Everyone will die

So come to me my weeping child

Come to the one that comforts you now

Come here and I will sing a song

Some good song

It's not long

The same song that I sing when I cry.

I tried to sit up to see who was singing at song. Her voice was light and rich and smooth, as if the music poured from somewhere in her toes, in her very soul. The lyrics were like a waterfall, tumbling out of her mouth with ease.

Mandy gave me a stern eye and mouthed, ' Sleep, Simon!'

I shook my head and again tried to sit up. And, this time Mandy let me.

She was standing by my bedroom window. The golden sunlight streaming in lighted her oval face and her high cheeks dotted with fine freckles. Her eyes were brown, bright brown, as if somewhere inside her there was a light shining through her face.

She was beautiful.