Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5824038-20160117201116/@comment-5824038-20160530115321

As Elara slipped deeper into unconsciousness, she began to dream. Was it a dream? She was certainly asleep, but it didn't feel quite like a dream.

She was sat on a mountain top, looking up at a floating light in the sky. It wa a pale orange colour, and radiated a sense of warmth and comfort.

filium meum inventus es it said, the words echoing in Elara's mind. She had never heard this language before, but somehow she could understand it. necesse est tibi non abitere, te protegebis.

[Translation: You have found my son. You must not leave him, he will protect you.]

Before she could question the light, it had faded. A bird flew overheard, screeching its wicked cry. And it was on fire.

Then she returned to the black void of unconsciousness.