Vines wrap up the stone pillars of the old ruins and come together to form a curtain over the doorway. Inside the remains of this one great home are two lover’s nestled tightly in one another’s embrace.
Mystara is warm and content sleeping beside her mate, but her dreams are full of strange dark things.
She is running.. Running as fast as she can through the dark woods. Something is chasing after her, a beast so large that trees are falling out of its way. She can hear a menacing growl on each side of her and then directly behind her. Her heart is beating out of control and she can almost feel the creatures breath on the back of her neck. Just when she thinks it’s about to grab her, she trips and falls. It seems like an eternity of falling in complete darkness, reaching out at anything
