It seemed it had been years, how long had it been since the visions had started since he was wandering in this realm, deserted, yet he knew soon he would find a way out, but when, and how, he then stopped dead in his tracks, falling on his knees

No, not now, not now!!!!

He closed his eyes as tears streamed down his face, the young exalted was lost and now another vision slammed into him, and he could do nothing to stop it

~he could see her, an angel of some sort, her armor black~ and then the vision was gone once more, leaving the impression of the angel there, yet he had no Idea who it was or what she was, and he stood up, walking towards the sun, or so he tought, his feet carrying him, he stumbled, tired he closed his eyes and curled up, sleeping once more, the dreams haunting his sleep

A few days later he was still wandering, not sure wich way as he stumbled onwards, his food drained, his water gone the young exalted kept going to stubborn to stop, or to give up, it wasn't his way, and it would never be, and once more he saw the vision, yet this time it was clearer

~the angel was there, in her dark armor, looking it seemed she was looking straight at him, could it be she knew of him?? could she be waiting for him, a mere seer?? he doubted it~

When the vision was finished he got up and then he seemed to look at the stars, and without thinking he turned 90 degrees, and started to walk, and walk, each night brought him closer or further, he didn't care anymore, each night he curled up, placing the grumbling of his belly away, cursing his lack of water, yet every morning as stubborn as he was he got up and continued, not carrying anymore

Once in a while he recieved the visions and as he did he chanced his course, once he even walked back the same road he walked the day before, yet he didn't know, he was only guided by his feet, and his sheer willpower, then one night he curled up, like a small ball and he dreamed, dreamed of a place of safety, a place where everyone was equal, and noone to be hurt, he longed for such place, tired of all this, yet then he had another dream, one where he saw himself protecting the land he would arrive, together with a sister, there was a frown as he woke up, he was more determined know, and as he woke he found a dire wolf curled next to him, he frowned and touched the animal, some sort of link appeared and pondered, he then grinned and looked at the wolf as he spoke Let's go silvertooth, we have a long way to go

And the wolf followed him, together the odd pair seemed more comfortable, and now it seemed that the young man was walking easier, it seemed as if he shared the looks of the wolf, then one night the 2 of them huddled together, there energy drained and they drifted off in sleep, together sharing the dream of the sanctuary once more, and also the fight for the sanctuary....

She strode easily through Her realm of nightmares, pausing, as the deamon rose from the ground in front of Her. The only thing heard was the soft whisper of the katana as She drew it from its sheathe and the force of the swing as She sliced the deamon from existence.

Expressionless, She continued on Her path, knowing the others followed Her....at a respectful distance. It seemed that She walked for hours, the dull landscape never seeming to change, the trees looking almost like they would reach out and grab at Her, but even they kept their distance from Her.

She came upon the duo, kneeling down to gently touch the young man's face, the tired, worn expression on his face vanishing as he fell into a deeper, dreamless sleep. The dire wolf bowed his head to Her, knowing that She was aware of the linking between the two of them. She spoke to the wolf softly and he nodded once more as She rose to Her feet and vanished into a sparkle of Light, the Light glimmering off of Her dark armor.

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When the young man woke hours later, he felt completely rested, and next to him sat a basket containing food and water....enough for days.