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far?”
    Miko nods.
    Turning to Brother Willim he says, “In one
of the prophecy you mention that ‘the light of knowledge will be at
his side’.” Then back to the others he adds, “I believe the temples
he saw are the High Temple of Morcyth in the City of Light.”
    “What makes you so sure of that?” asks
Scar.
    “First, Miko holds the Star,” he says.
“Second, a temple of light. I hardly think an evil temple would
have a white light associated with it.” Turning back to Brother
Willim he asks, “Would it?”
    Shrugging, the brother says, “I really
couldn’t say one way or another. But since it was Miko’s dream,
everything in it would be based upon what he believes to be
true.”
    “So the light would have to be good then,”
he says. When Brother Willim nods he continues. “Third…” Turning to
James he says, “Remember just after we met and were trapped in my
hideout, before we fled the City of Light?” When James nods he
continues. “How did we get out?”
    “Through a secret door my medallion opened
up,” he says. “A flight of stairs went down and we…” His eyes widen
as he remembers.
    “Exactly,” continues Jiron with a nod, “we
went into an eight sided room that had a pedestal sitting in the
middle.”
    “I don’t see the connection,” Shorty
says.
    James turns to him and says, “At the time I
figured the room with the pedestal to be located beneath the site
of the previous High Temple to Morcyth.”
    “There are too many things here that point
to that spot,” Jiron concludes. “It has to mean something.”
    They look at each other until finally their
eyes settle on Brother Willim. “If all you say is true,” he begins,
“then I would have to believe Miko needs to enter that room.” He
glances to James and says, “And soon.”
    “It has long been believed that dreams,
especially dreams of such power, are sendings from the gods,” he
explains. “The fact that so many have come in so short a time
cannot be dismissed as mere coincidence. James, you have had dreams
of Cassie and Tinok in that place you call a carnival. Miko, your
dreams are of a temple that is swallowed by blackness. Blackness
that you are terrified of.”
    He glances around and says, “I myself have
had dreams of late. Nothing compared to the power of the ones you
two have experienced, but potent nonetheless.”
    “What were yours?” asks James.
    “A garden,” he replies. “None too surprising
given whom I serve. I often have dreams about gardens and such.
However, since I’ve accompanied you, they have become more intense.
Lately they have begun differently, but all end at a withered
garden. A blackened tree, wreathed in mist, rises high. The tree
cracks open, a monstrous creature steps forth and consumes the
garden.”
    “That’s it?” Potbelly asks.
    Nodding, Brother Willim replies, “Yes.” He
pauses a moment as the others assimilate what he told them. Then he
turns to Miko and James. “I would guess that you, Miko, were sent
that dream to tell you something. Possibly by Morcyth or one of his
agents. The fact that you were prevented from going into the room
seems to indicate that another force was working to stop you from
discovering why.”
    To James he says, “Take your dreams. They
start out nice, but when you are about to make contact with Cassie,
shadows and other things work to stop you. Finally thrusting you
from the dream altogether.”
    “That would explain a lot of things,” agrees
James.
    “So what should we do about it?” Stig asks.
“Wait for more dreams?”
    James shakes his head. “No. In the morning
we are going to head to the City of Light, find the room with the
pedestal, and discover why Miko must go there.” He glances at Jiron
and says, “I know this will take more time before we can begin the
search for Tinok. But with everything going on, I feel we
must.”
    “Then tomorrow we make for the City,” agrees
Jiron. “You haven’t steered us wrong yet. If