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some sleep. I’ll take
first watch.”
    “ You sure?” Bill
asked.
    “ I’m the only one
here that has had a decent night’s sleep recently,” I answered.
“I’ll be fine, if you trust me.”
    “ We’re men of duty
ourselves,” Bill said. “If what we heard of magic is true, you
could have killed us a hundred times by now, but instead you lived
up to your word and even tried to help Doc. I know a good man when
I see one.”
    The guardsmen nodded their approvals
and I stood up. “Thanks,” I said.
    The guardsmen started
preparing their area around the fire and I headed off towards the
edge of the camp facing the Archanion Field. We were far enough
away from the distortion that the corruption shouldn’t have
affected the animals here, but I didn’t want to risk it. The foxes
had been surprising enough. If an army of corrupted field mice were
descending on our position, I wanted to sense them as soon as
possible.
    Field mice,
really? Cathy asked.
    Vicious little things on the best of
days.
    We should probably
protect ourselves in case the flowers come alive too, Cathy teased. A bunch of
poesies could be deadly.
    Oh, be serious.
    I am serious, Cathy said. There’s
nothing to worry about. Field mice have always been corrupt.
Disease carrying, little freaks.
    I chuckled softly and
looked out over the dark field. In my scanning mind, the only life
forms were small insects. Not exactly an army of evil, but an
annoying one nevertheless.
    The peaceful evening passed by slowly
and I thought about how easy the trip had been. The group had made
it to the base of Ghanlar in a day and tomorrow we would have the
support of the Evenawks for our search.
    The thought of seeing some old friends
was also exciting. I had been so busy with my forest duties that I
had never been to visit since they defeated the Mages. Warlord
Narrilok and Chieftain Harkis were going to give me an earful. I
smiled at the thought.
    I felt a life form moving towards me
from behind and turned to see the shape of Lady Sandra approaching.
“You’ve been relieved,” she whispered, not looking at me.
    I stood up and faced her. “We should
talk about your father,” I whispered.
    “ There is nothing to
talk about,” she whispered in a deadpanned tone. She sat on the
ground and stared out over the field. The conversation was
over.
    I shook my head and headed for the
fire. It was hard to be angry at her for her attitude. We all
grieve differently for our lost loved ones.
    Yes, but it seems
like she isn’t even trying to move on, Cathy said.
    It would depend on how close she was to
her father. And what happened in that castle.
    I set up my bag as a pillow and lay
down next to the fire. Pushing a little power through my hands, I
helped the dying fire grow stronger. There was a chill in the night
and I covered my skin in my extra clothes from my pack.
    I looked at the shape of Lady Sandra
before closing my eyes.
    *****
    The sun looked painted in the sky as
gentle breezes made the leaves on the trees sing their light tune.
The clearing was a peaceful sanctuary from the world outside the
forest. Only a lone path trailed off towards the small town on the
hill. A rabbit darted out from...
    I grabbed my head and
shook it, snapping the spell the dream had on my mind. I have
developed the skill of turning dreams lucid due to the erratic
nature of them. It was mostly caused by Cathy, but when I looked
around the colourful dream world again, I had no idea what to
say.
    On the rare nights I
dreamt, it was either a ‘normal’ weird dream or one of Cathy’s old
memories. We had learnt a long time ago that Cathy doesn’t actually
dream. Her subconscious transfer memories into mine and my
subconscious will build them as dreams. Some of them have been
tame, but some have been pure nightmares. Turning the dream lucid
and finding each other was our best option.
    I scanned the clearing again. The
rabbit winked at me before darting away as a girl came running
along the