Alessandra
It had not taken Alessandra long to fall into a deep sleep. Even more important she quickly slipped into her dream land, where she had prophetic dreams. Sometimes they played the future right before her eyes, but other times they were just symbolized. However, all too often she found herself dreaming a mixture. Tonight was no different then any other. As of late her dreams had been growing even more horrific. She tried to push them off as a normal dream that was created from all the talk of the war. She couldn't keep denying it.
Tonight's dream was the most frightening. It started with her friend, Isis. Isis looked at her softly, but it quickly turned to an icy glare. It all rolled into a giant snow ball from there. Alessa was running after Isis as she turned her back on her friend. Alessa's hand reached out to Isis, but was never able to reach her. "ISIS!" She yelled over and over, until the dream scene changed.
This time Alessandra was perched on a mountain top and was looking over a mostly destroyed planet earth. Fairies were surrounding a single human, it was Demetris. He was looking right at her as if he knew her, as if she were the only one who could help him. Her body was trembling in the dream. It showed in her body as she started sweating and breathing heavily. Dream Alessandra turned to look behind her and there was an army of fairies waiting for her word. All ready to risk their lives for the cause.
Fairies of all kinds surrounded the man, but the same went for the fairies that stood behind her. Their expectant stares put a lot of weight on her shoulders. She turned to look back at the man. A fairy was stepping out of the crowd toward the man, but why was he the only human in sight? The fairy carried a dark aura and to Alessandra it appeared that he couldn't be meaning any good. Once he reached the boy he simply reached his hand out and said something in the Ancient Fairy Religion and the man fell to his knees.
Alessandra's eyes burst open as she sat up abruptly and screamed, "Demetris!" Her brother was at her side. He kept asking her what was wrong and who Demetris was. She shook her head. She hated talking about her dreams. Especially, the ones that caused her to wake up like this. Silently she stood up from the tree top and fluttered down to her branch and went into her own home.