2# Dream

It was late November, it was autumn, well alteast it was.

I woke up from my bed, I was surrounded by unfinished paintings, instruments and books, I always wonder how my tiny cabin can fit a whole lot of things,

I went to open the curtains, and the whole landscape outside was nothing more and nothing less than a beautiful scenery of white,

I put on my fur coat and opened the door, it was cold, the cold wind blew past me causing me to shiver, I ran to the valley of snow in front of me, raising my hand up trying to catch a snow flake,

For a big man like me, I act like a child when I'm happy, and I don't mind it, because being a child is the essence of living life, knowing nothing more than to cease the moment.

I did many things that day, skating, making Snowmen, aiming snowballs at the tree, drinking hot cocoa, I was living the life I always wanted, away from everything, away from everyone, something about being alone and being peaceful All by yourself feels so........... Fullfilling.

I went back to the house to make dinner, I skipped lunch because I was too busy making a whole family for billy the snowman.

I made hot soup, it wasn't bad but it wasn't that good either, I miss Cordelia's cooking, her cooking skills were on par with the cooking Gods, if there was one,

She used to bring me lots of things for breakfast each morning when I was in the academy, although we we're the same age, she acted like my mother, always nagging me about my bad manners and my bad sence of responsibility, she's like my guardian and my friend.

I washed the dishes and sat on a chair to finish my painting of a flower vase on the corner, it's nice to be on holiday, worry free, I don't have to think about that evil sorcerer and his minions trying to destroy Amir, if I could I would quit being a knight if it weren't for my loyalty to Oswald, after all he did save me from death when I was young, although I didn't see him that clearly, I know, it was him,even though it was a gut feeling, I have never been so sure all my life.

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It was already night, the snow is starting to get a little harsher, thank goodness I have a fireplace if not I'd die like a popsicle,

I didn't use any fire magic, I'm not good with spells, what if I set the whole cabin on fire?

I slept quite warm that night, everything today is going well, that was what I thought as I dozed off into the darkness of sleep.

" Come here"

"Come here"

" Where did you go?"

"Why did you go?"

"Come here "

I woke up from the cold sensation I felt,

I woke up outside the valley with the snow, almost being burried by it, I was really cold, I sat up abruptly,

how did I end up here?

Before I could sort out my thoughts, cold wind started to blow and I quickly ran towards the cabin, closing the door in a rush.

Did I sleepwalk?

I did sleepwalk back in highschool but after that it never came again, it's been years, why did it suddenly come back?

I ran to the fireplace, brought in wood and lit a match, I took off my shirt and shorts as I grabbed a wool towel and dried myself up

Earlier that night, I remembered I had a dream, it wasn't that clear, but I heard a woman, someone calling out to me,

It was also a similar dream back in highschool

I can't remember her voice, but yet she sounds so familiar.

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It was the 5th day of my holiday, I didn't sleepwalk after that day, maybe it was just a one-time thing, but i would always put a big barricade on the door just in case I go out asleep again, I don't want to freeze to death, personaly, I think it's the worst way to die, knowing you're gonna die, but have nothing to do about it, freezing to death is having your thoughts move slowly, realizing death is on your door, unlike drowning or falling from a cliff your thinking process is more hasty, more rushed, next thing you know you don't even realize your dead.

I was shoveling the snow from the balcony when the mail came, the delivery boy dressed in blue and white uniform,he gave me tons of letters, although one of them seem to stand out, from the rest, I thanked the boy and went inside.

The odd one of the bunch was a paper embroidered with golden and sapphire patterns, and it was sealed with golden glittering candle wax.

I opened it and the paper flew into the air and it talked all by itself with a monotone voice of a man

" Dear Mr.Minhaden,

We regret to inform you that you're off time will be cut short, the knights are in need of a hand during these rough times, we are ever truly sorry, we hope you can report to the headquarters by tomorrow, by the order of the knights of Amir.

Sincerely yours, Grand Master Rutherford "

After it finished talking, the letter dropped on the floor like a light feather, dissolving into a million pieces, with no trace behind.

I sighed,

"And so it begins......."

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