Tossing… Turning… The child struggles in his terrible dream…
"For me child, for me. You are but a pawn for me, you have no power to it, you are but a mortal pawn… You are for me, child, you are for me… Resistance is futile, my strength is absolute. Your mind is weak, I shall soon have control of you, in time child… In time… You will soon be part of the collective, the collective of powerless souls… You are one of a few, but that will no longer be of truth, once I get to you."
Whispering, praying… what is this light pouring into his dream? Eyes slow, body waking, a light hits his face.
Prayers slowly come to his ears,
Moans slowly come from his mouth,
His eyes slowly open, seeing many monks surrounding him, the Grand Abbot leading prayer around him, and in Brians' mind, Brian wonders… What is the purpose of this?
His eyes half open, slowly waking from his rest, speaks, "Wh… Why is everyone in here, what is this?"
The Grand Abbot opens his eyes, then motions to the monks to end their prayer, and in a solemn voice, replies, "Brian, you were under the grip of the Unholy God, you were in terrible condition in your dreams and we had to aide you, luckily you and use were able to interrupt his evil doings… You have been asleep for over 4 days."
"Thank you all very much for your intervention of the Unholy works… Is there anything I can pay this back to you?"
"You needn't do anything, you are the Holy Mage, that is payment enough."
"Well… If you are sure. But I must know something… Is it possible that this terrible dream might come again?"
"We will not lie, the answer is yes, the Unholy God will likely stop at nothing to attain your knowledge of the Holy powers… You are like a free spirit magnified to 100 times its normal size… If He gets to you, we will have no hope, and He knows this. We will now start to pray that the Unholy God not invade your mind, our God shouldn't have trouble at least doing that."
"Thank you all very much, may I ask you all a favor?"
"Yes, what is it that you want?"
"Sleep, this situation was tiresome, and I feel as if I was awake that entire time…"
"Why, yes, young one, have yourself a good rest, and I pray that you have yourself a good sleep, as do all o-" The Grand Abbot stops himself, noticing the child is already asleep, and the group makes its way from the room quietly, as the child sleeps… A smile comes upon the face of the child, as he dreams in peace.