Awena had turned in early; she had her old room in her old house. She could her the strains of the feast and party. The elves were celebrating her return. She moved to the window and looked at the risen moon. It was a full moon, brightly shining into her room and the moonlight landed on the ring that was sitting on the table opposite of the window. The ring reflected the light so much that it seemed to shine of it's own accord.

Awena lay back down on the bed and fell asleep quickly, for the day had been long and many things had happened. As soon as she was in a deep sleep, she began to dream:

You left me, traitor! Because of that, you are no longer my ally;, you are my enemy!

An image of a lidless cat's eye, wrapped in flames appeared in her subconscious mind, the voice seemed to come from the eye. Awena felt it drawing her closer to the pupil and she tried to fight against it, but something bound her arms and legs, preventing her from escaping.

I took you in, clothed you, fed you and you run away from me, taking with you my dragon and he ended up being killed!

It felt like someone was squeezing her head and it hurt. Her whole body ached from the effort to keep away from the eye.

Leave me a lone! I haven't done anything to you to deserve this! Awena screamed back at the eye in her mind.

Remember this, Alasse! You will always be mine! Always subject to my commands!

Awena woke up in a cold sweat; the party was still going on, nothing had changed. Her heart thumped wildly and she could not sleep, for fear of the lidless eye. Footsteps were heard outside of the house so Awena looked out of the window and saw Glenwen walking towards the seeing water. Awena quickly dressed and ran to follow the Lady, for she had a feeling that this had something to do with her dream.

Glenwen glanced behind her and saw Awena following her, just as she thought she would. Glenwen stopped at the seeing water and drew some with an urn and poured it into a basin.

" Look into the water and tell me what you see," Glenwen said in a low voice. Awena obeyed and looked into the water, her eyes half drooped and her body went rigid. " What do you see?"

" The same as usual; a battle against darkness. Many have fallen and the enemy comes strong. I am standing on a hill, overlooking the battle, the wind has died and carrion birds are sitting in the treetops. An alliance of men, elves, dwarfs, and fairies are against Orcs, giants, trolls, and goblins. That is only the first wave. The second wave is of Westernese and something else, I do not know what. Clouds gather in the east, and darken the sky. Thunder rumbles and lightning flashes, yet no rain has fallen, not even a single drop. The sky turns a yellowish black colour and the wind picks up to a gale. From the dark fortress rides the dark lord, together with nine black riders, all dressed for battle," Awena's voice had become strange by now, as if someone else was speaking through her, " all dressed for battle but riding towards another hill overlooking the battle, across from where I am standing. He raises his sword and shouts a command to his troops, then looks at me. OH NO!"