"A man, he knows my name he just keeps saying, "I remember." Then a little boy he's crying and I want to hold him but every time I go to hug him he vanishes and I find myself face to face with a dragon and as it lunges at me I wake up." Twelve-year-old Emma told Doc after a particularly bad nightmare. I frown a man? A boy? A dragon? What has been ailing my daughter her entire life? I wondered I wish James was here but he isn't he's in the war with the giants alongside Thomas, the nightmares get worse with every passing year more vivid and since James's departure a month ago Emma has received less and less sleep she's so terrified.
"I'll prescribe a sleeping potion," Doc said as Emma went to play in the gardens
"I'm so scared Doc it's getting worse" I said
"How much sleep did she get last night?" Doc asked
"Two hours, she was up the rest of the night crying." I sighed
"Have her drink to potion, we'll see how it turns out." Doc said.
That night it was different Emma still had the nightmare but when she woke up she screamed out a name
"Henry!" I bolted to Emma room she sat up in bed looking around wildly
"Emma?" Her wide green eyes met mine before she burst into tears.
"Emma, shush honey" I whispered holding her
"Emma?" James stood in the doorway
"Daddy!" Emma sobbed running to him I met James's eyes
"Thank Gods you're home."
Ok so the "nightmare" is a big theme here and yes it's reoccuring and Emma is like not sleeping at this point we'll see how the nightmare affects Emma later. Please Reveiw!