Syrioh lied down once more, and closed his eyes with a soft content smile on his face. Hoping the dream would do just as it had the past few days. Repeated its' self.
However he would be pleasantly surprised with a new one, though it still wasn't lucid. He peered over the ''Elder Syrioh'' as he called him's shoulder and watched with a excited gaze as to what would happen next. To his surprise, the only thing he heard was the same squeal. The same small child running up and jumping into his arms, though he hugged him with both his time. He noticed that - no crossbow.
A soft voice, possibly the best he'd ever heard came over the hill where the child did. And down came Ellsa, completely as she always has looked. Beautiful. They still didn't have a voice, just noises. But now the Elder Syrioh did. Though he only said one thing ''Hello, Love..."
The Ellsa, the other Ellsa... No... Just Ellsa. She made a soft 'Hmm' in response and then went about teaching the child to fish. He didn't pay much attention to what she did, but... just watched her. And he guessed the Elder Syrioh did as well.
