had the foresight to give you a Again, Korin “Well…” name with the value of seven plus hesitated. a little man “There’s five. So, you’re surrounded by the who …” protective aura of seventy-five. does he look like?” “What Today, you’ll need all the When described the protection you can get.” diminutive character, Gramma Korin gave a sigh of relief. “Pro-protection?” “That’s struggled to understand—the Sebastian, he’s one of the urgent pressure of time—the ancient race of magicians weird fixation on the number called Dream Walkers. If you’re seventy-five—the birthday able to see Sebastian, he and your celebration that wasn’t a mother have been instructing you celebration at all. in your dreams, showing you how Gramma’s green eyes to use your birthright, the Jidhe narrowed. your mother tell Ken, to communicate with him “Did you of our alliance with the Jidhe? and others like him.” Do you understand the She took both Korin’s hands importance of what must be done in hers and gave an encouraging before the sun goes down today?” squeeze. might be able to “We Korin shook her head. recharge the binding spell, after “But last night, Mama said I should all.” listen to the Jidhe.” Korin’s bewildered visits your dreams?” expression caused the old woman “She hesitated. to glance up at the mid-day sky, “Sometimes,” she admitted, waiting for a as if judging the hour. start at “I’ll lecture on giving credence to the beginning.” dreams. Instead, Gramma’s Korin listened with rapt emerald eyes began to fill with attention as her family history hope. unfolded. someone come along ago,” Gramma “Does “Centuries with her?” began, ancestors and the “Our Jidhe lived on Angainey, an island
had the foresight to give you a name with the value of seven plus five. So, you’re surrounded by the protective aura of seventy-five. Today, you’ll need all the protection you can get.” “Pro-protection?” Korin struggled to understand—the urgent pressure of time—the weird fixation on the number seventy-five—the birthday celebration that wasn’t a celebration at all. Gramma’s green eyes narrowed. “Did your mother tell you of our alliance with the Jidhe? Do you understand the importance of what must be done before the sun goes down today?” Korin shook her head. “But last night, Mama said I should listen to the Jidhe.” “She visits your dreams?” hesitated. “Sometimes,” she admitted, waiting for a lecture on giving credence to dreams. Instead, Gramma’s emerald eyes began to fill with hope. “Does someone come along with her?” “Well…” Again, Korin hesitated. “There’s a little man who …” “What does he look like?” When described the diminutive character, Gramma gave a sigh of relief. “That’s Sebastian, he’s one of the ancient race of magicians called Dream Walkers. If you’re able to see Sebastian, he and your mother have been instructing you in your dreams, showing you how to use your birthright, the Jidhe Ken, to communicate with him and others like him.” She took both Korin’s hands in hers and gave an encouraging squeeze. “We might be able to recharge the binding spell, after all.” Korin’s bewildered expression caused the old woman to glance up at the mid-day sky, as if judging the hour. “I’ll start at the beginning.” Korin listened with rapt attention as her family history unfolded. “Centuries ago,” Gramma began, “Our ancestors and the Jidhe lived on Angainey, an island
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