The girl stands in the clearing again, this time surrounded by a wall of dark brambles on all it’s sides and already in armor. She stares at the bow in her hand confused.
“Kill him!”_a voice shrieks. Dark and cackling.
Her head turns up quickly and sees four figures closer to the center of the circle. All of them familiar. A woman and two men surround a third. Broad and wild eyes with a hammer in his hand. He starts to swing at them shouting out like a feral animal. They strike back just as hard in a clash of steel and magical light.
The girl tries to scream at the top of her lungs. She cries out again and again and tears fall, but not a single sound comes out.
This can’t be happening…
Finally she bolts towards them. Her silent screams continue as she draws closer. The man in the center falling to his knees the hammer falling from his grasp. He collapses bloody and broken. She moves even faster and rushes pas the other three falling to kneel beside him.
She shakes him trying to call out his name. Still no sound. She lurches forward throwing herself over his still body quietly sobbing.
Her eyes meet the man with the shield who stares down at them with pity and resolve.
“I’m sorry, we don’t have a choice.”
His blade comes down towards the collapsed man’s chest and she moves as fast as she can to intercept the blow.
Her voice comes back and Rowan wakes up screaming that night.