The night-terrors plaguing him since Gondor had faded and peeled back since his visit with the strange Bree-woman and with Reviadir. They were not gone, but far rarer so that they were not a key feature of his life, privately, anymore. He knew when he was ready for further healing, he could find it.
The Great Eel Hunt was the crowning achievement of his new clan. The houses were underway. Slowly but surely, his people were learning one another and finding peace.
His people? Peace? Had he really done this?
The terrain was utterly beautiful. Compelling for the soul. High and rugged, pristine, dangerous, secret. He fell in love a hundred times over with the place chosen to settle.
Son of Mouse and Sonuncusu grazed with the other horses in what was nicknamed Horse Meadow. A lush ground beside a crystal clear, rapid moving river. Pushing forward, ahead and then flying over the cliff.
One evening, he needed time alone, and he dozed high upon a hill with the night sky darkening above him strewn with stars. Down the hill flowed the most musical river. Shallow and quaint, but wild as anything. The dozing soon turned into deep slumber.
In his dreams, it was morning and he got up before daybreak, thinking that the fresh air would lighten his heart. As he was walking across the river, the first sunbeam was just appearing, and he heard something rippling under the surface. Turning around, he saw a beautiful woman rising slowly out of the water. Her long silver hair, which she was holding above her shoulders with her soft hands, flowed down on both sides, and covered her white body as she spoke to him in a voice as gentle and quiet as the murmur of a stream.
"I have the answers you search for
There is a place where I can help you find your way home
But we will never see it...
I hear songs of a broken heart
I see sacrifices and betrayals
And two brothers apart
I see you steal your last breath
I see someone who comes home alive
But it isn't you…"
He woke suddenly to the sound of thunder rattling the landscape as a sudden storm shed its great ocean of tears.
(( Credits to Jorge Rivera-Herrans (The Epic Musical) for the written dream sequence. ))
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