Twenty one

Gwenn

After crying my eyes out, I laid my head on Sorens legs and slept while he kept watch. I was exhausted both physically and mentally. 

I wish that my dreams would take note of that fact but they didn’t, instead, all they did was to come up with a weird plain. 

The scene which took place in my dreams was modelled after the one that I saw when I was in my weird trance state, the ceremony and ritual for my ascension as a commander of the Northshore legion. 

The grassy plains, bathed with a golden light with no sun present, the grasses and scanty trees this time around were green and not the dried up, barely surviving plants I saw last time. 

“Hello?” I asked softly. 

“Who am I seeing this time?” 

“Hello?” 

I thought this time around I was truly alone until I heard a haunting melody, the woman in Gold came out from inside me and with a gasp, I was struggling to breathe when she held me in her arm and