There she was sitting out in the open. I knew she had appeared in my dream though she preferred to believe it was just one of her forgotten memories. She had to learn to control her ability to travel through dreams, It was only plain luck that she encountered me every time we dreamt separately. Had I not seen her today she would have surely been caught by the guards at the House of Vendetta.
I had to talk to her and make her realise that travelling through dreams was not a joke and that it could have fatal consequences especially when there are others out there who can travel in dreams as well.
I approached her knowing that she would either walk away or refuse to talk to me in her defence.
“Why are you sitting out here?” I asked as I stood behind her.
She looked over her shoulders and
