He found himself crying again. In the middle of his meditation, for reasons which completely confounded him, he found himself crying.<br/><br/>He moved a hand inside his robes and slid his fingers over the honey coloured, beehive shaped holy symbol of Beeziah.<br/><br/>He thought back again to his earlier dream. His stomach lurched as he recalled the moment when his father slid it around his neck, before shouting at the horseman to hurry... to leave before they found his little boy and did the same thing to him as they had his mother.<br/><br/>His mother... laying there in the pool of blood. Her eyes wide open and filled with fear, yet somehow now... completely devoid of life.<br/><br/>Without warning, vernasus was horribly sick.<br/><br/>He remembered...<br/><br/><br/>He wished he'd never had that dream.