Chapter Text
Fever Dreams
by Rehanna
Zhaan woke slowly, not wanting the dream to end. She had been home on Delvia. Her father had been there, too.
She stretched and smiled and opened her eyes. "I'm still dreaming," she whispered.
Before Zhaan was not the wall of her cell as expected, but her room on Delvia. Everything was as she had left it when she was arrested.
"Sweet Goddess, how did I get here?" Zhaan breathed as she dressed. Not in her Priest's robes, but in the ones she wore aboard Moya.
She left her room quietly and walked to the temple. It was empty when Zhaan arrived. Normally there would be at least two or three Pa'us an arn of the day.
As Zhaan stood, she thought she heard something, but couldn't be sure. Saying a quick prayer, the Priest left.
The farther from the temple she got, the louder the sound became. Sounds, really, because it was more than one.
After a few minutes, Zhaan identified the sound. "It can't be!" She said, and started running.
Zhaan paid no attention to where she was going, knowing the way by heart. The Delvian came to the an adjoining corridor and turned. Then she stumbled over something.
Tears sprang to her eyes as she fell to the floor next to the body.
It couldn't be true. She knew the face, knew it as well as her own. She'd been searching for it for so long.
His robe was stained white from the wound in his side.
"Father . . . no. . ." she gasp, then broke down.
To be continued....