For more than two weeks I have been dreaming of my parents. To dream of them is not uncommon, but everynight and these dreams... they are of battles and I wake with a sense of urgency to help them. I've talked to Dev about it and I get the feeling he can sense my parents and they are indeed together.
Tonight however I woke, with such a sense of dread, breathing hard and sweating, my hands ready to - kill! Looking into Devon's eyes though I was able to get a grip on reality and at least believe we were alone. Still I continue to look around the room, "I can feel them Dev, I swear I can!"
Stroking my face and brushing the sweat soaked hair from my face he assures me he would feel them and he doesn't. Closing my eyes I can see my fathers face, he is wearing a helmet with nose plate, but it is his eyes, his voice! He is bloodied, he is hollering out orders, telling me to - to.... I can't hear him through all the other yelling!
Dev asks me what I see and I tell him. The same image over our heads - a...flag of some sort. A cross, it's red... it's also on my father's clothing...
I open my eyes and look into his, "He needs me, I know it."
Dev is shaking his head, but a familiar voice shakes me to my core and we both turn and
look in disbelief, "I do need you Shoxwaken, we need you. It is time."