Cermon walked downstairs Rubbing her head, she had a nasty migrane. she headed toward the fruit bowl on the table and picked up and apple. she tossed it in the air and caught it happily maybe thisd help her headache. Cermon put the apple to her mouth and her teeth punctured its soft skin,her mouth floded with its juices she savored the taste. suddenly her vision swam and she looked around the florr swayed like a ship and eventually Cermon crumpled to the floor the apple rolled out her hand her teethmarks still in it. Cermon Dreamed......
Cermon looked around her...she was standing on a purple flat expance...and on the other side of a fantasticly large valley was one of pure white and a floor or yellow a girl on the other side waved to her cermon waved back puzzled.as if it was a curtain an black shadow ripped up the middle of the gourge leaving a purple trail which rose to a great barrier blocking her veiw of the whitescape beyond. a whispering started and cermon turned....
Saverok opened the front door and turned his mind not on things and shut the door. something brushed against his foot. he looked down and saw an apple it had rolled out of cermons hand, which twitched saverok looked concerned and knelt beside Cermon checking for a pulse. she was strangley warm to the touch warmer than most should have been Saverok shook cermon trying to wake her no response. Cermon gave a small groan and her face twisted in discomfort like she was having a bad dream.
....When she had turned she gave a small scream. her hand flew to her mouth. there before her was a long lne of creatures of many shapes and sizes getting larger or more colored as they went. Right at the beggining of the line was her imp...the first she had ever summoned and never summond since promising Imon never to use shadow magic. the imp called out to her "Mistress!" and stepped forward a grat black hole opened and the imp looked down gulped and fell in Cermon looked horrifide back at the line of dreatures the next was a bing of shadow all clouded..the next a scantily clad woman with a whip then a dog like one then a firey horse that snorted flame and stamped impatiently...a crature with an axe, a rocky monster, a Bull headed being with wings Cermon was scared out of her mind.....
saverok watched as a small dark flame appered in cermons twitching hand it grew enveloping her hand...then her arm...then her body as it did her simple dress changed from white to black her cut hair grew at an alrming rate putting itself into her familiar pony tail the sword that she had lost appered on her hip and suddenly it stoped the fire went out leaving a smell of shadow behind it.
......The gaseuos creature stepped forward and chains appered from nowhere clasping it with two great gauntlets. it then whispered "Mistress!" and steped forward. No hole appered the whole line took a step and in one way or another sounded the word "Mistress" Cermon was petrified she took a step back and stuttered "St...st..stay back!" she looked behind her the vally looked like an open maw rocks suddenly forming teeth the purple rock cermon stood on crumbled like old paper and cermon fell before she could scream the Voidwalker grabbed her hand and said "Mistress! shadow and light call you!" the voidwalkers hand began to envelope hers...her amr being covered with shadow about to scream she opened her mouth just before the shadow creeping up her arm dived for her....
Saverok stood away from Cermon concerned for her. a Walker came through the door like a ghost he paid it no heed. Cermon stood quickly and spotted the walker "What the heck is that!" she yelled backing away she raised her blade without much conviction and her back hit the wall.....
Cermon sat in a chair and saverok spoke "those may be your deamons in the future but ther is one i hope you do not have to face" Cermon looked a little puzzled "tell me.." Saverok said "..can you still enter minds?"