It Begins again..

The dream was the same as always...

But..

This time there was something else,

All around her the wind howled, the blizzard was too thick to see more than five meters ahead, but she kept walking through the thick snow. She would call out for help, but no one could hear her. It was so cold..so cold...she wandered without direction, the fear was numbing she knew she would die if she didnt get out of the storm, but there was no direction, everwhere looked the same, everwhere led to nowhere.

But this time..instead of wondering in the cold dark until she woke...this time there was something else. She spotted a figure in the distance, A figure standing all alone, not shakeing or moveing, not feeling the cold, oblivious the the storm that raged around it. It was an eerie sight but the most disturbing thing were the eyes, the two red orbs that burned like coals, burning through the darkness...burning theough the snow and the ice...burning into her soul.

She called out again, her voice lost to the rageing screeching winds, she tried to move towards the lonely figure but she couldnt get closer. The blizzard was too strong, the air too cold, the snow too thick. She was helpless. She was lost. She would die.

She fell to her knees in despair, she would lay down and die...lay down and wake up...lay down and...

She looked up, the figure was over her, the eyes stared into her..then...a cold, a deathly numbing cold gripped her. She couldnt feel her body, her heart stopped, she felt although ice had been shot into her very core...still the eyes burned in the darkness.

'Find me' The figure spoke

Clutching at her chest in agony, and gazeing upwards as she felt herself pass slowly into death she tried to speak, but her face was frozen, she could not move

'The masters citadel...Find me'

She woke, Her heart felt like it was impaled with an icicle, she was covered in a cold sweat..

Laerel was afraid, She felt herself die, But she would go,

She would find the mistress