Daylight faded to dusk. Kate's heart sank he struggled in the snow and fell into the lake. His body disappeared and the lake engulphed him. This was the lake of ancient dragons. Would he survive or die at the bottom? The mage fell to her knees as her tears flowed. She sang to the ancestors in kope they would heal him. She could not get into the frigged water. Sunlight of the day melted the ice. She confident he could come for air if the ancients permitted him to live.<br/><br/>Kate's prayer was in the draconian language that Ann taught her. It was not appropriate for the moment one was dying. She offered the prayer in a song to the spirits.<br/><br/>Dragons of old<br/>Sages of time<br/>The guardians of the lake<br/>I pray to you<br/><br/>My heart is light<br/>My soul is strong<br/>My life is pure<br/><br/>I give an offering of love<br/>Take it as a blessing<br/>Renew my spirit<br/><br/>For all I give to you.<br/><br/>"Guardians of the lake. Take back your wayward kin. Renew, restore, and revive him. He was a gift and I return to you. This your kin should have never been taken from the Nether. The land of your dragon-kin's birth. Give him life and your protection. Please teach me to read the sacred writings in you cave beneath the lake. Yours forever, Lady Katheryn Lyons."<br/><br/>Kate raised Please allow him to live. Don't let him die at such a young age."<br/><br/>In the fading light of day, Kate saw ripples where the water engulphed him.