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Osprey met Lasher's gaze for a moment, winked and then averted her eyes. "Of course - my dreams still consist of dragons and finding the gold at the end of the rainbow," she said in a little cryptical manner. If there were people, who saw prophetic dreams, or any dreams with a hidden meaning, then Osprey was not of their kind. Either her sleep was dreamless or her mind reflected every remarkable moment of her day in a mixed order.

"But you wanted to know more about my past? What else is there that you are interested in?" she returned to the previous subject, trying to prepare herself for any kind of questions. If her companion sought to please, then at this very moment Osprey wanted to amaze and surprise.