He felt sadness inside him. He had only just met this wonderful girl, but in a few short hours, she had completely rocked his world, fulfilling nearly every fantasy he’d had. He didn’t want her to leave, and here, in the dream, she would not know how he was feeling.
“Are you ok?” she asked.
“You can’t feel me here can you?”
“No.”
“I’m sad.” He told her. “I don’t want you to leave.”
“I don’t want to leave either, I don’t like being chased, but even if we were safe here, my mother and I couldn’t stay here forever. There are others, more witches, still held as slaves, we have to help them.”
“Can I come with you…to help you, when the time comes?” he asked.
“You wouldn’t survive, but you already are helping. You’re helping me grow.” She kissed him. “That’s your part in this.”
Outside the windows the storm continued, the wind howled and rain beat against the windows.
“Is it getting worse?”
“It will get worse before it gets better.” She said. “Rest with me, I’ll be waking soon.”
