Jan 16, 2007 15:47
I am the Dream, but so many dreamers have wished for me throughout the centuries, I am not, as well.
Dreams Made Flesh, The Living Myth, Witch. All these names in one, except I'm also a combination of all the dreams in one vessel -- Jaenelle. All these years, and the Blood have hoped and wished for the dream to come true. Some gave up hope. Others, like Daemon, Lucivar, and even Saetan never gave up the dream.
I cleansed the Realms. I did what was wished of me to do, what was dreamt that I would do, and finally I believe that there is hope in the Realms again. It's strange, though. I always had hope, even as a child when I was eccentric due to the different webs of dreamers that made up me. Why could I see the hope that would lie ahead of us when all the dreamers could not? I'd like to think that it was not because I was Witch.
I'd like to think that it was because I was Jaenelle, instead.
There are still difficulties throughout Ebon Rih, Dhemlan, and the various territories that are part of Kaeleer, but the difficulties are so small. Will there be another Witch to take my place? I don't think so, but how can I be sure? Is there enough hope in the Realms that the dreaming will stop?
I cleansed the Realms, but my own dream wasn't fulfilled. My dream was added to the tangled web until Twilight's Dawn was created, a special Jewel just for me. Daemon's dream of us together wasn't fulfilled, either, and so I rose out of the healing web too soon for him. Little dreams now, I think, are what govern us.
Maybe there won't be another Witch, but I don't think we can ever stop the dreams.
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