My mind buzzed all night with thoughts I could not quiet. Not that I wanted to – but these thoughts were not taking me anywhere. And were not helpful, only frustrating.
Sleep at last came and with it a dream. The visions thus granted were not at all clear – waving shadows among other shadows – darkness the only commonality. Then there came a tinkling – softer, then louder, then softer again. A presence drew nearer then receded. And three words touched my ear – “Seek the bell.”
I could no longer sleep, but went down to wait upon Merlin.
Rumble and Dunfallon had joined me by the time his door opened. Seeing us he stepped aside and let us in. We hardly settled in before the details of my dream came out in a gush.
Rumble looked at Dunfallon and the pixie to the wizard and we said in chorus “The crack of doom.”
Merlin nodded and said, “I shall summon the High Fairy.”