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Order of Zarai 2

Fragment 4

Amy entered Laysan and almost immediately felt an annoying familiar presence. She groaned in frustration. “I’ve had enough!” Thunder faintly rumbled in the distance. “Stephen!” she shouted.

Stephen was close enough to hear Amy shout his name. Despite the anger in her voice he was oddly pleased to hear her call his name. Apparently he hadn’t been able to hide himself from her as well as he thought. He took a deep breath and willed himself to go to her.

Amy paced back and forth waiting for her stalker to appear. When he appeared she poured out all of her frustrations upon him. “I thought I told you I never wanted to see you again.”

He was suddenly confused. “Didn’t you just call for me?”

Amy stopped pacing to angrily point a finger at him. “Yes I did, but…” She started pacing again. “You know what I mean,” she muttered. Laysan was dark and thunder once again rumbled in the distance. For once, finally tired of the darkness Amy changed the appearance of Laysan. Suddenly they were once again in the forest by the lake. Amy collapsed on the rock with a sigh. Why could things never be simple?

Stephen was at a loss for words. It had never been his intent to cause her such pain. “Zarine… You must understand that I didn’t mean for things to happen like this. It’s not what I wanted.”

“Then why? I was happy to be alone,” she said, defeated for once in her life.

Happy that she was at least going to let him explain, Stephen launched into an explanation, not caring if his words revealed more than they should. ”No one wants to be alone. I couldn’t stand by and watch you fade away into nothing. I had to protect you from that.”

Amy laughed. “Do you have any idea who I am? I am very capable of taking care of myself.”

Stephen’s tone became very serious. “You are a Fighter of Zarai. You are the only one that dares to fight without a Protector and the only person to have ever truly defeated Vincent, the Commander of the Faylon army. I know very well who you are.”

Amy stood and positioned herself so she could look into Stephen’s eyes. “Then your intentions are not to protect me. Tell me the truth. Why do you haunt me so?”

Stephen almost collapsed under the weight of her eyes. “I seek to bring light back into your life. To hear your laughter not tainted with the bitterness of despair. My quest is none other than your happiness. You may not need a protector from danger but surely you would not turn away a friend.” He once again reached for her hand. This time Laysan did not darken with storm clouds, and she did not pull away.

Amy looked down at their joined hands. Perhaps not all dreams foretold her demise. “I need to think this over,” she whispered. “Will you be here tomorrow night?”

“I will always be here for you,” he whispered back. Amy nodded her acceptance of his answer. She faded as she returned to her proper realm.