<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.us/a/img855/5968/dawnjp.jpg)</div><br/>Valerie woke with a start, a soft glisten of shock like a splash of cold water as she sat up in her bed.  The blankets fell away to reveal her soft pajamas, though no one was in the room.  She sighed.  Of course not.  It was just another dream, one of the weirder ones she'd been having of late.<br/><br/>She remembered her friends, her family, the Circle.  Although it had started out in fractured images, the oncoming storm of the repeated dreams meant that she had little choice but to accept that she had to help get everyone together again.  No doubt they were looking for her as well.<br/><br/>She looked over at the alarm clock.  It wasn't even morning yet.  Oh well, so she would get an early start today.  It wasn't anything that the Heartwings didn't deal with on a constant basis.  Everything that movies had books had taught her said that she had to keep them looking up to her, even though she would much rather treat them as friends than subordinates.  Unless she needed their help, anyway...<br/><br/>Undressing, showering and the rest of her morning ritual went by in a flash as her mind raced.  Soon enough she was slipping her orichalcum chain shirt on between a bikini and a T-shirt as usual.  She hated the nature of the thing, how it made her breasts look so tiny by squeezing her chest together, but she had to get used to wearing it.  Sooner or later the real challenges would begin.<br/><br/>So dressed, and putting on the rest of her artifacts, she left the plush room to begin her day.