dream

They've promised that dreams can come true,
but forgot to mention that nightmares are dreams, too.

It was a night a couple of weeks ago; I was on my first job as an bodyguard in my entire life. A maiden was getting hunted by some kind of bad guys, i don't know, the fact is that It was a hell of a day. Some crazy young woman tried to strike her with a knife. Glad that she failed, but I didn't notice that. The captain of her house was mad, and shouted against me while I was in shock.

Peering into the glowing embers of the fire, it casting a slow, almost lazy glow into the room, as the flames were growing smaller.Laying comfortably on her side in the bed she was sharing with her husband. Syrioh's arm was as usual draped over her hips, hips still slender even though the bump on her stomach had grown a little bit, just enough to fit in the size of his large palm.

It isn't unusual for the setting to change, and this time it's the Prancing Pony, Stigandir's new "home", for now anyways. It's the common room, but it's empty of people. He already knows it's the damn dream again, he always knows, even before-

After Andswaru have given to Vaarion what he made for her at Rivendel he laid back a bit. His hand rubs over his leg. While Vaarion was collecting more firewood he tended the combat wound.

“You really hinder me in my journey stupid leg, you will delay everything” Andswaru sighted while looking at his leg.

On that moment he heard a crack and Andswaru looked around.

Speaking with a loud voice he said: “Who go’s ! Who dares to set foot on this hill!”

This story is especially dedicated to Minyelaire, Edstan and Erinwyn. Thank you so much for the love and support guys, you'll always have a special place in my heart. <3

Thud.

This dream happens as Daerundros is still camping with the Company of Five at a little Pond near Thorenhad.