Merlin 3.65 Sweven and Hearth
Ana falls asleep from any combination of fear, pain,
exhaustion, and distress.
In her dream she forgets all that has happened, and sits
upon a blanket in a field in sweltering heat of summer, and as a fire witch
enjoys the sunlight with a smile, a snake slithers by into the grass, she looks
at a cloud that giver her fear because it brings darkness across the land, in
thunder and lightning there is no breeze, hundreds of ravens awake and fly from
trees until the lightning is hidden, the thunder dies and lightning strikes a
fire into the grasslands, startled by the sound she grasps her stomach, confused
but not scared, the fire sprites and wisps accompany her to a warm breeze that
carries her to safety, and encircles her to protect her from damage, she bathes
in the flames of the burning cyclone amongst raging burning pastures, the cold
air nearly pouring from above, she fears burning and a moment later the world
is ash, her connection lost, her magic telling her senses there is nothing left
to burn, screaming at the burnt world her voice does not sound, roses grow from
the ash unearthing countless stones covered in runes and the fertile earth, the
wind blows and she knows what candles fear, she convinces herself again and
again that water will come for the roses and she mustn’t fear it, time stands
still and she with it and must ponder the sensation of eternity, then in
darkness sees herself out of body on the world below herself, in the abyss the
stars begin perforating the darkness, the stars explode to blinding light, and she
opens her eyes.
She is awake, and is about to give birth.