Lion Head Mesa forget me not

the currents of chaos had yet to reach Toula, who rested after her journey to and from the place of the Dreadfather. the Amiirad slept fitfully, dreaming of her family all together again! even if she might be sent away for another quest toward ambassadorship, at least she had now—at least she could kiss mother, brother, sister, father before departing once more!
mother! her voice in her dreams. powerful, always, fierce—protective!
my love, and Toula seemed to stir, shifting atop her furs. mmm,other!, the greater half of her still half sunk into dreams! Toula smiled, eyes not yet open, seeing Treva in her radiant dreamscape settled alongside Ramessess, both smiling and shining Their divine light upon Her!