Midnight RPG - Chapter 27.991

This night after speaking with Zal'Kazzir along the piers of Bildgewater (ie. slightly in the future) as Eranon lays his head down to be taken away into dream where he may hope to cleanse himself of this barbarism that abounds in this pirate place - Eranon's mind slips and images of memory mixed with ideals of hope and dispair merge to form... the dream of feys.

(NOTE: FYI - nothing "special" here, just describing Eranon having a dream similar to many other nights.)

It is beneath the Elder Tree of great Caradul. The blossoms drop from the trees like that which your northern blood-brothers speak of as "snowfall". The white silks of pellets mix with pinks and yellows and blues - it is the most beautiful time of the year... It is spring. A new day. In a land that the horrors seemingly cannot touch.

She is undreamingly beautiful - the she of your visions first seeming as the Elder Tree with Queen Aradil looking down from her branches - yet there is another she that roams your dreams... Kess. Valendil's wife. An infatuation for which is forbidden. She slinks in silks between and around the trees as a snake dancing around your heart... And with a whisp of her shadow-black raven hair, a sparkle twitters in her eye... But so unlike Kess... And a drape of blonde locks drops across her face. Mi'Shun. She is less the Captain of your Arrows in dream, taking the place of those that you love - this new... infatuation that you've found she has for you came at a surprise, yet is it unwanted?...

She speaks... yet it is not with her voice completely... Kess... the Whisperer... Aradil... Alamath... the Great Lady... she speaks...
...her beautiful, peaceful voice calls to you as you drift deeper into her... their slumbering embrace... sleep...... dream...

“Eranon, my champion” she calls softly, her voice full of warmth and safety.
"You and your companions walk with my grace, but there is another who shivers in the cold, waiting for the light"
"You must seek out and reunite the woman beloved of your dark-skinned companion, who also walks my paths, though he does not know it."

While the sweet voices of love and sorrow whisper an ancient elven tune so somber and sad men have yet to learn the words of such melancoly... A MAN... Elf-Kind. Stands stark, watching you... Listening to the rapture of the speaking lady. His presense turns your stomach at the same time humbling you. You know this wilder-man... he is a seer... Galeck, Craigth Galeck. And he listens quietly in repose... as the whisper continues.

"He will save her, and she him, and together they walk with me, while apart their roads are uncertain"
"Show compassion and love, walk in my paths, and go with my blessings"
"Peace be with you Eranon, my child, and may your steps never falter."
You feel a warm lingering feeling of safety as the Great Lady departs, leaving you peaceful and once again beneath the Elder Tree as the plooms snowfall.

NOTE

Steve, you are welcome to ask questions and "interact" with your dream. Imagine though, that it's like a dream you'd have in real life - hard to control and confusing at times. You are NOT a seer like Durgaz, and this is NOT a "seer" dream that you've made happen. Though this dream is unlike others you've had - the voice of the Great Lady has never spoken to you like this in dream before with such directness.... Take it for what you will. Perhaps it's a sign of help or wanting for help... Perhaps its something else. You can never be sure of anything. But if Eranon is true and just, how can his dreams be any less?

Enjoy.