Disclaimer: I still, still don't own of Tamora Pierce's stuff.

A/N: I'm not entirely sure where this chapter came from; I wasn't planning it or anything. It just kind of came out of the blue. I'm not sure if I like it or not and it's not a very vital chapter so I might take it out. Lemme know what you think o' it.

Lady Em-Chan: Thank you.

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Sari silently stared at the rock ceiling above her head as she lay in her bed or what served as her bed. To her it felt just like sleeping on plain rock. Even though she tried to press it back her mind started re-living the strange things that had happened.

Hopelessly she flopped over on to her side to stare at a different rock wall in the dark. Why did she care so much anyway? No one else seemed to care as much as she did. After flopping about a little Sari managed to fall asleep.

She stood in by a fountain that happily gurgled in a street full of people going about their business. Sari perched on the edge of the fountain slightly confused, what was she supposed to be doing anyway? Turning on her perch Sari sat staring at her reflection in the water and the reflection of the houses that lined both sides of the street.

Something was bugging her in the back of her mind as she stared at the beautiful rippling water. Why weren't any of the houses in the reflection broken from the quake? Sari glanced up at the real houses, perfect as could be.

She glanced down into the water and saw an empty dead brown crumpled street parched by the sun. Black shadows everywhere ran up and down the destroyed streets of Chammar. Fear swamped her as she stared at her home.

Shaking Sari looked up at the normal street and had relief fill her veins. It was as beautiful and normal as ever. A brief thought flitted threw her mind wondering if the quake was only a dream and this place was reality.

Curious now Sari looked back into the fountain. What was going on here? The dead black creepy place was still there. Her reflection was still there but she looked a little different. Sari bent a little closer to get a better look, to have her reflection stay motionlessly upright.

Her reflection looked identical to her except dirtier, and... Sari bent a little closer... the mouth had teeth marks in it; the eyes were filled with exhaustion and had crow marks around them.

Hesitantly Sari reached out a hand wondering what if... Her hand stretched out closer and closer to the eeriely unmoving surface. What would happen?... Gently Sari touched the surface with one finger to have all reflections except her own disappear to black.

Sari looked up hoping to see the streets alive and normal he hope were crushed when she saw endless nothing, black, pure and dark was everywhere. Every hint that would tell of anything else had ever been there was gone like it had never been, except for the now dark black fountain she stood next to.

Sari bent her head over a bit and looked at her reflection. Slowly the black swirled and changed it, so it was different and yet the same. Baffled Sari stared at it until she saw what it was meant to be. Surprised, shocked, sweat soaked and scared Sari jerked up...

... and stopped, her nose just barely touching her cold stone ceiling.

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A/N: D'you think it's weird or is it just me? Should I take it out m'be?