Role

Chapter 16

Silence had filled the village air as Salyeris slept against a tree in the
vale. Then a sharp breath came from her as she woke, startled by something.
From the depths of sleep she had seen something, something she could not
understand. She called out to no avail. No answer was needed though. She knew
what she saw. Lesolanya, her daughter, weaving spells as fluidly as Salyeris
wove her songs.

She rose slowly to her feet, lingering visions of her dream flashing across
her mind as if they were real. Others had told her, told her of visions that
came to them of a young wood elf girl dancing and weaving magic. And yet, a
doubt remeained within her. A doubt she no longer held. Salyeris knew it was
her daughter they had seen. A moment was all she needed to know the truth of
it.

Salyeris glanced around, satisfied that she was alone. "Just a dream" she
whispered to herself. Still, a nagging thought came to her, and she could not
deny it much as she tried to put it from her thoughts. "What if..." She shook
her head at the thought.

"No, it had only been a dream." Salyeris knew the powers of illusions well,
knew just how real they could seem. Knew how to weave them into the minds of
others. Yet, no matter how many times she repeated it, she could not remove
that lingering image of her daughter. Her daughter, weaving magic. Her
daughter, becoming that which Salyeris had fought against all her life.

She stretched for a moment, before looking to the eastern sky. Lesolanya had
been hidden, her identity a secret few knew the truth of, fewer still could
be certain of.

Salyeris packed a few things and left the village, not speaking a word to any
as she left. The time had come. Salyeris was going to be reunited with her
daughter once more.