A Dream

I'm not sure if you'd call it a nightmare, or just a strange dream. 

I saw myself, from another perspective, and it looked as if,

I were buried beneath the hall of The Shadow Blades. 

I could still hear everyone though. They were talking about me, as if I were dead.

They were all upset - with the exception of Ariskandir, 

Abellinda remained stoic.

Acelin looked more disappointed than saddened.

My fiance cried his eyes out.

All I could think is that I wish they'd not care - people caring about me is as frightening as it is comforting. While I still breathe, it is a good thing. Once I am gone.. I would rather they never knew me at all.

I'm thankful it was only a dream...