Realm of Galderia

chapter 46

           When Gwen and Trinity arrived back at the cottage, both Angus and Sophia were angry with them. It was an hour later than the allowed time to be out, and they were worried about both girls, not just their own. Angus ranted and raved, Sophia scolded them like children. Angus had been so angry he sent the two of them to bed without supper. Trinity had a look of fear across her color drained face. They did as they were told to avoid upsetting him any further. Once they were off in the privacy of the bedroom, the two sat down on the bed to talk. Gwen let her know not to worry about her father, he would calm down in a day or two. It made Trinity feel a little better.

When they settled in both of them began a little writing. Gwen worked on a few of her own chants, as Trinity worked on the poetry book. It wasn't but a mere 15 minutes before she had fallen asleep with her spell book still open next to her. Trinity smiled, and then did a third eye meditation before attempting to end the night. Laying there in a deep meditative state, but couldn't seem to fall asleep completely.

 She stared at the ceiling, listened to crickets sing, frogs croak, every sound outside seemed to fuel a case of insomnia. She tossed and turned for the better part of the night, until finally she couldn't fight the unrest any longer, and fell into a deep dream world state. When her subconscious took over, it began to prey on her deepest fear. Lost in a deep section of dreamland, she saw something that scared her to the bone. In this purple fog she saw Gwen abandoned her saying "I don't know who you are anymore." 

 Horrified, she saw her dream state- self run to the castle, run to the sanctuary of dark magic. Did she belong on the dark side of the balance? Was she mistaken that she was the witch of balance? The thought woke her from the nightmare; she was wide awake, feeling her body jolt back into the conscious world.

It took her a little to return back, at first she forgot where she was, once it registered, she grabbed her spell book and in the back of it added a section for her eyes only, her book of nightmares. Slowly writing by the light of the moon she added in what jumbled information had remained in her memory. Writing bits and pieces in stealth mode, she didn't want to wake Gwen, would assume something was wrong.

  Trinity could sense something was off, be it a creature or witch, or dark soul. She could feel something was going to change in Galderia. She, like most people feared for the worst. Closing her spell book, she rolled back over; the sun would be up in a few hours. Whatever was going to happen in this little village would be dealt with when it was necessary. Drifting off back into the dream world, she hoped if she had to dream, let it be a pleasant one.

The next morning, Gwen was up with the sun, she had slept rather well, with dreams of magic and of her everyday life. Trinity was still asleep, so to be nice, she did all the chores and let her friend catch up on her rest. It was obvious she needed it. Gwen didn't mind, sometimes a person needed a little more sleep than the night would allow. She waited; eventually her friend would wake up. Gwen just kept herself occupied with the family garden. Over an hour seemed to just fly by and when she returned from pulling weeds and talking to the plants, her friend was awake.

"Good morning did you get enough rest?"

"I really hope so, is there any coffee left over?" Trinity asked rubbing her eyes and yawning.

"Yeah, at least a cup or more, relax, I can get it for you, sit."

"Thank you, so much. You're the best I mean it."

"Don't worry, anytime you need me, I'd help."

"I know you would."

"Look, just enough left for two cups." Gwen remarked, pouring a cup for each of them. Serving them both she sat down next to her best friend.