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PROLOGUE

      The coolness of the room's inner sanctuary settled around her. Tara remained silent when the Supreme One's presence left. The Supreme told her she could watch, not interfere. The statement was not a request, it was an order. Leaving the cool dark stone chamber, the matriarch returned to her work area. As it had been for several cycles, the tables remained cluttered with several unfinished projects. She scanned the work area until seeing the fire bowls. The Arch User moved the parchments and viles from a small table careful not to disturb their mystic properties. Forcing all thought from her mind, she carried one of the bowls to the table. When the liquid in the bowl quieted she began whispering. After several graceful hand gestures she focused her eyes on the liquid fire the copper bowl held.
     The Arch User watched the Dream Master become a gray fog. Beside the Dream Master a watery mist materialized. The Dream Master and the watery mist, Tara knew to be Chonkí past through her domain. Curious, the woman dressed in pale blue robes trimmed in silver watched in silence. Though matriarch of Quasta, and Guardian to the Gateway to the Seventh Land, she didn't know what was about to happen. She suspected the Supreme One was returning something long forgotten to the world of mortal kind. Disturbed, she doubted if those of mortal kind were capable of accepting ancient creatures. Creatures who might again soar the skys above their world.
     Bringing a manicured finger to her mouth, she fought the urge to speak. She watched in silence as the fog and mist floated through the provinces of Eastern Auxnurs. The unseen entities paused at an ancient monolith. The monolith momentarily glowed green in a new dawn light. Continuing their journey, the Dream Master and Chonlí floated through the gates of Folista.

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      A light misty fog gathered outside the lattice framed window of the royal courtyard. Seeping through the wooden slats, it floated through the corridors. Nearly invisible, it paused at the entrance to the bedchamber before creeping through the cracks of the gold inlaid carved doors.
      Uniformed guards, standing their posts were unaware of the intruders. Or what was about to take place beyond their sight. The fog and mist separated. The fog began reshaping. Now dark gray, it allowed a faint breeze to lift it. In silence it hovered above the bronze framed bed.
     Surmi, on the verge of sleep, like the guards, was unaware of the fog's presence. Instead he felt the gentle swaying that often occurs before the onset of sleep.
     He groaned as the fog touched him and a dream began to reveal itself. A muffled scream escaped his lips as a low moan. His personal Teller of Dreams, Meki, tried to warned him of his master's visit during the cycle council of affairs. The teller warned him, even heads of state were not immune to the Dream Master's visit. Surmi ignored the warning. Soon the warning was dismissed and forgotten.
      The sleeping man felt unseen hands softly caress him. Cloud-like hand gently lifted his essence from his mortal form. Seconds later it placed his essence in a corner near an oak wardrobe. His essence watched the cloud-like hands dissolve. The mist reformed into a black fog. An ominous cloud began taking shape above the man's sleeping body. The fog began to swirl. Slowly an eagle-like head, chest and talons took shape. Wings large enough to support the massive form materialized. The mist-like form sharpened, revealing a mystic beast all but forgotten by mortal kind. This was a creature of legend. The body from the shoulders back was that of a lion. The two hind legs ended with four twenty-five centimeter claws on each paw. Its body ended with a lion's tail. The tail whipped through the air. Surmi's essence cowered next to the wardrobe. He watched in horror as Chonkí, the Protector came to life.
      Chonkí extended her wings, hovering she remain stationary. From tip to tip the wing spread measured over four meters. Centimeters above the bronze framed bed, Chonkí used her talons to carefully pull back the down filled cover. On the bare chest of the sleeping man, the dragon tattooed emblem of the House of Folista was fully exposed. Bird-like eyes widened with recognition. Enraged, Chonkí raised her head and roared a challenge.
     Responding to the challenge, thread-like vapors rose from Surmi's chest. Once airborne, threads of vapor gathered mass. Newly formed yellow eyes glared in anger from being woke from three millennia of sleep. Pale gray, bat shaped, wings kept the transforming threads airborne. Nimble, claw-like hands grew from the second joint of the wings. Slowly a lizard-like head formed. A serpentine body, powerful hind legs, and tail quickly took shape. The winged serpent grew in size till it was twice the size of its nemesis.
      Drawing its head back, Folis the Defender filled its lungs with air and spat sulfuric acid. From the corner, the essence of Surmi watched as drops of acid burned everything it touched including the essence of the sleeping man.
      In protection, Chonkí brought her wings forward. Folding them, her wings covered her head and chest. Chonkí slashed out at the flying serpent with her front talons in retaliation.
      Below the sleeping man began thrashing. His violent movements forced his essence to be pulled back to his body. A horrifying scream escaped him. The flying serpent dissolved quickly retreated. Once more it was no more than the royal tattoo on the man's chest. Trembling, Surmi woke. The frightened man's eyes darted around the room. Both the Dream Master and Chonkí had disappeared. Surmi fought to control his fears. He knew all too well the dream's meaning.
      The guards, hearing Surmi's cries, forced the doors open. As the guards stood in the splintered doorway, Surmi bellowed, "Bring me Meki. Then find the where-abouts of my eldest son and his bride. It is time I discovered more about this woman. How it is that she can put my house in danger. What power does she hold to bewitch my son?"


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