She continued to whisper a prayerful conversation with the Spirit as
she sipped a cup of tea and stared into the warming flames. Her quiet
meditation was interrupted by a knock on the door. She was surprised to see
Leudh push the door open.
"I saw the light from your fire though the window and knew you
were up," he explained as he stomped snow from his boots and leaned his
battleaxe against the wall. He carried the weapon for he didn't want to be
caught weaponless while wandering around in the darkness.
"Come sit by the fire," she invited. "It's too cold to
be out."
"I couldn't sleep," Leudh confessed as he joined his mother
by the fire and took the cup of tea she handed him. "I'm worried about
Flin and figured there was little point in tossing in my bed any longer so I
decided to come out for some fresh air. I saw you up and guessed you might
like some company. You're worried about her too," he guessed.
Dakra nodded as she looked at her son. "I had another
nightmare," she confessed.
Leudh frowned. "Do you remember it?"
She turned her gaze to the fire, although the focus of her vision was
on her dream. "I was someplace gray and devoid of any features. It was a
place of nothingness and I was lost in that nothingness and could do nothing.
I felt hopelessly alone, forgotten by all, and left to be swallowed by
emptiness."
"Was Flindra with you?"
"No. I was alone." She frowned. "I even felt
separated from the Spirit. It was as if I was totally cut off from
everything." She took a swallow of her tea. "Then I awoke. There
was no hope of going back to sleep after that nightmare. I somehow feel that
Flindra faces such a hopeless situation. She is alone and can't escape this
horrible place of nothingness."
Leudh looked grim for in his heart of hearts he felt that Flindra was
indeed facing some terrible and desperate situation. "I know she's in
trouble, too," he agreed. "I haven't slept tonight and I just can't
shake the feeling she's in peril."
"What can we do, Leudh? I love Flindra with all my heart and soul
and it's destroying me to feel her danger like this."
Leudh was quiet for some time. He was thinking hard and he did his
best thinking in silence. Dakra let the silence go uninterrupted and quietly
patted Icy while sipping her tea.
"I've often thought that Flindra has figured out a way to send
thoughts to us though our dreams," he finally remarked. "The dreams
I have of her are different than any I've had in my life and they seem so
concrete in their message. I can't help but feel the Spirit is helping her to
stay in contact us."
"Love is a wonderful and magical thing," Dakra agreed.
"In some ways love is limitless. It's one of the greatest gifts the
Spirit has bestowed upon us."
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