Elfs did not dream during their meditations, so it could not have bin a dream. Mayae dreamt she was flaying with dragons, they were following her she her self was a grand silver scaled dragon with a long elegant neck and beautiful platinum scales. The other dragons were like her self but not as beautiful but still more majestic then anything she had ever seen. They were singing in some song she could not understand or comprehend in her dream. But she could feel the sorrow in their song, of grate loss<br/><br/>As she awoke Asheera was still by her side her arms and legs entwined with Mayae for a short second she could have not sead ware she began and ended. It was as if she could feel Asheera as much as she could feel and perceive her self. Her love was sleeping calmly, a small smile on her face as she rubbed against Mayae both their bodies hot in the small room on the bead of silk pillows<br/>