Taralphiel slept soundly. No vile visions haunted her. She woke for a brief moment and looked around. The elves and Khelek were not sleeping. But they did not seem afraid. Anarya was still wary it seemed. But that was to be expected, she thought to herself.
She marvelled at how peaceful her sleep was. Something was calming her nerves, more so than before. She felt safe in the company of the elves, but now even her dreams were guarded. She knew they were nearing a place of great danger, but she was comforted. It almost puzzled her. Something good was coming. She felt it. She could only wait patiently for it to arrive...
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