The Clash of Majicks | By : LadyMoria Category: +G through L > He-Man Views: 4746 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Part VII
Teelina awoke from her dream slowly, and she gently wiped the sleep from her eyes. She felt something brushing the tops of her hands, and reached up to feel her feathered headdress. She opened her eyes and sat up in her bed. Her bed. No posts, no canopy, no chains.
She was inside Castle Grayskull, and had been the entire night. It was a dream, she said to herself. It was all a dream. She looked around her own chambers and felt a rush of silliness. What a strange dream that had been. As far as she knew, Lady Moria had been dead for years, or at least, there had been no signs of her existence for centuries.
Teelina shook her head and tried to clear whatever dust and cobwebs were obviously within it. She stood and got out of her bed, more than a little ashamed when she noticed the evident wet spot between her legs.
Okay, so it was an extremely vivid dream, she told herself. Nothing too terrible to worry about. She went over to her bathing chambers, and washed away all evidence of her dream in the shower.
In her haste, she did not notice a scrap of parchment with was on the small table beside her bed. It was written in small, neat handwriting, the letters elegant and perfectly formed.
When the Sorceress discovered it later, she was puzzled, and then alarmed. But she quickly shook all emotions out of her head and went into the viewing chamber.
She set the screen to show her the insides of Snake Mountain, and saw nothing out of the ordinary. Just Skeletor planning yet another attack upon her home. How trite. Evil-Lyn stood beside him, considering some documents.
How silly to ever think you could be Lady Moria’s daughter, the Sorceress told herself. She did not notice a figure in the shadows of the throne room. A woman was standing off to the side, regarding the goings-on in a detached attitude.
In Teelina’s chamber, the scrap of parchment blew off the table in a sudden gust of wind and drifted slowly out the window. Teelina later told herself she had imagined the entire incident.
She eventually let the dream fade from her mind, and forgot all about the ‘imaginary’ shred of parchment.
But that night, as the Sorceress fell into slumber after successfully defended her home from Skeletor and his minions, the words of the parchment echoed in her mind, and the voice speaking them was not her own. It was a female voice, foreign while at the same time eerily familiar.
“Sleep well within this quiet room,
Dear guest, whoe’er thou art.
And let no mournful yesterdays
Disturb thy peaceful heart.
Forget thyself and all the world,
Put out each garish light.
The Moons are shining overhead.
Sleep sweet-- good night, good night.”
~Lady Moria Vadorian
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