Lycaenia reached down and tugged on the end of her braid. She knew she was dreaming. She looked around at the camp. It was still very dark and every one was sleeping. However through out the camp there was still a few low burning fires. She searched the shadows around each wagon for movement. And she saw nothing.
Off in the distance she could hear the herd of horses and the night watch that tended to them. The soft melody that was played for the horses floated through the night. It was the same melody that she had heard every night of her life. It brought her comfort on many a restless night. The notes always seemed to reach her soul.
The skin on the side of her neck tingled her hair line. She reached up and rubbed it. She felt something pulling her towards the Forest. It was a deep aching need that pulled her towards the darkened woods. It was a feeling deep in her stomach. She could not have ignored it if she wanted to. And she didnt want to ignore the call. She needed t