Dreams (exchange 19)
"I try not to remember my dreams. It is the same dream every night. The same heartwrenching murder...." Of course he found it hard to forget considering it came each night. Every detail so vivid in his mind. The crowd, the girl, the sword. The girl.... Now that he thought about it, Amara did-- But that was crazy! How could he possibly see-- "If I may, one more question? What do you dream, Amara?"
She hesitated, knowing where his mind was headed. At the same time she wanted him to figure it out was her but also she was scared of him finding out. It wasn't a normal sort of thing at all, and it wouldn't change anything except put his mind to rest as to where he'd seen her before.
"Lately I've dreamt of standing in a crowd. Everyone is happy, celebrating. There's music and food, even dancing. But then the street clears and the crowd grows silent as a group of warriors comes down the street in a sort of parade. I always fall still to watch, and when I do one of them notices me... me in that huge crowd... but every night the dream ends as he takes a step towards me."
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