Chapter 92

Instead I dreamed of a long dirt field. It seemed to go on for miles and miles. There I stood alone, the only similarity to my recent dreams of flowers and the adorable boy. In the air I smelled smoke and cinder. It made me gag, I nearly choked up my dinner. When I thought I was alone, I noticed that there were bodies, dead bodies, assimilating out of the thin air. I was crying again. Everywhere I looked there were dead bodies. Smoke and fog began to fill the area. Sadness filled and clogged my head. I fell to my knees and just wept.

Everything about the situation was gloomy. To my right there was a body of a man wearing silver armor with a dragon icon on it. My sobs slowed and my eyes cleared of the tears and I looked at the icon. My eyes covered the man. He was roughly shaven and a helmet with a half mask covered his face. I was beyond scared but I could not keep from looking at him. He is dead! What are you doing? Eventually my cries disappeared. They seemed to be urged by