Destined to Dream [closed]

[Ishara Dossari]

19th of Spring, Year 512 AV The dream was subtle. One moment she was gazing up at the canvas of her tent, listening to the waves crash upon the shore, feeling Raj breathe deeply next to her...and the next, she was walking on the sandy shore. The waves drew close, lapping at her heels, and Ishara danced back a few steps. The water was shockingly cold, and as she stared down at the frothing wavelets that threatened her toes, the water began to glow... How...? Golden light pooled at her feet, snaking towards her in little, spiraling tendrils. Rooted to the spot, Ishara's instinct to run was swallowed by wonder as she watched the glowing veins of light snake towards her. The strands flared white as they encountered her skin, and at once Ishara felt the warm glow sink it's velveteen tendrils into her core, and her heart was suffused with love. Yahal... Vaguely, Ishara was aware that she'd curled down into a kneeling position, with her head bowed, eyes closed, and a serene smile painting her features. She was at peace. She was with Yahal. His presence seethed around her, for what else could it be, but Him? She felt His power, His divine knowledge, His infinite love for those who served Him...His faithful children. The image that swam before Ishara's closed eyes was glaringly bright, white-hot flame over a bed of glowing coals. Warmth seeped right into her bones, and she sighed deeply... Her vision flickered. A path surged out of the light, one that cut away to the horizon. There it wavered, until across the golden horizon glided a giant eagle, dipping his wings once before soaring away...Wind Reach, some distant part of her mind provided. The journey...Ishara called to mind the talk with Serriff, the one that had unraveled his intentions to follow his Goddess's bidding to the home of the Giant Eagles. As quickly as Yahal had arrived, He vanished. The final, glimmering traces of his presence winking out as the waves receded. Ishara sat kneeling in the sand for the span of several long heartbeats, trembling as she came back to herself, piece by piece. She suddenly knew what she had to do. "I have to go," she whispered, the sound of her voice swallowed by the pounding shore.