Chapter Three
"…her friends…hurt and dead if cant…can't stop him…the memories are gone…these nothing" Cole finished and removed his hand from hers. We all looked at him, hoping for an explanation for what he had just said, but there was none.
I sighed heavily as I moved closer to her. I then took her hand and kneeled by her bedside. I didn't know what to do…I caressed her hand as my other gently laid upon her head. Her deep red hair was soft as silk. I gently ran my finger threw and slowly worked my way down to her face. Her pale skin, looked worse now. She almost looked dead. Another tear fell down my cheek and flew off and onto her hand that I held. I wanted her to wake up. What by the makers name had Cole been on about?
"What in the shit were you on about Cole?" Iron Bull asked, breaking the silence and calling out what we were all thinking.
We were all confused, till Solas, who had been repeating what he said under his breath, finally answered "She is dreaming as Cole said, but it is all that she is feeling...all that she fears and all that she has had placed upon her shoulders…don't you see…she is lost in her own mind. 'the memories have gone' this is her trying to find a way to remember, but she can't"
Everyone stared at Solas. I couldn't tell if they were more confused or actually understood what he had told them. Vivienne's dark soulless eyes gazed at Solas. She did not believe in anything nor believe in the fade; the way that Solas interprets it. Cole nodded "yes..she is lost…the red shard has soiled and spoilt her mind and now she cannot find nor see a light…we have to help her…" Cole was pacing back and forth, gaining speed and weight with every step. Coles face showed that he was concerned. Sometimes I think that he sees Amara as a mother figure. She was always checking up on him and encouraging him to interact with all in Skyhold. Even the children. I could see tears filling his eyes. Varric managed to stop Cole from making a hole in the floor and took his hands "We will help her Cole…Solas…what can we do?" Varric asked as he pulled Cole towards the group.
All eyes fell upon him. They wanted an answer. I wanted an answer. His eyes fell to the floor as he thought. His hand glided over his bald smooth head as he paced slowly back and forth. He knew, but I don't think he wanted to say. That's when I finally stood up, slamming my heels into the floor I quickly marched over to Solas. The floor boards crack and groaned under the force I pushed down upon them. The others moved back. It was only as I grabbed Solas by his arms and gripped him tight, when I notice Dorian appearing behind him. Our eyes met as he tried to catch his breath. Where had he been?
My grip slowly loosened as Dorian spoke "I may know a way…or at least a solution" he then pulled back Solas and the two spoke briefly. Then they motioned for Vivienne to join them. I went to her side again. Leaning over, I whispered softly into her ear 'I am here my lady…please don't leave me' it was then I felt a hand upon my shoulder. As I turned to see who it was, Leliana's dark lustrous eyes were gazing back at me. I had never seen her look this way. Not after the Divine had died. Her eyes were soft and gentle. Not at all the woman I had been working with. A smiled managed to merge upon my lips. She smiled back and bowed her head slightly. I didn't know what to make of this, but my thoughts were broken by Dorian's voice calling out to all of us.
"I went to seek help from grand enchanter Fiona. She has said the best way for us to help her, is to aid someone to enter a sleep like trace to enter her dreams." Silence was becoming a common feature in this room. I couldn't take it anymore "Dorian…what will I need to do?" I said as I stood up. I began to remove my heavy chest plate and gauntlets. The others looked at me as I removed boots. If anyone was going to enter her dreams, it was me. She had been there for me when I had stopped taken my lyrium. She gave me the strength I needed and the hope that I would pull through.