[Novnarwen]

There was a silence, and then a scream. Her mother dissapeared into the darkness.

Lostlondwen opened her eyes. "It was a dream," she muttered to herself. She couldn't stop thinking about her mother. Was she safe? Was she even alive?

To her suprise everyone seemed to be both rested and eager to continue this journey. They were all talking to eachother, only Lostlondwen remained silent.

She was tired, and out of faith. How were they supposed to slay a dragon? She was beginning to have doubts. And these dreams didn't exactly help.

Lostlondwen walked by herself, found a tree and sat down. She leaned against the bole, and wondered where this journey would take her, and what it would bring.