Sorjin's Adventures on the Isle of Mist

Journals: Rosso's Dream

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Rosso's Journal, 11th of November
The dream has come to me again the last two nights. The second time I had it, it was the same... just walking for hours on end. On the third night, as I began walking, I realized that it was picking up where it had left off the night before. At this discovery, I sensed something behind me and turned to discover the Forest Mother standing there. She didn't speak, and I didn't either. She gestured down the path and then we quietly continued walking in the direction I had been going.
I remember the elders speaking of the Forest Mother visiting in dreams... if only I could speak to Gandriss. What does it all mean?

Ardan, 12th of November
The old man fired up his crystal ball today to rant about something to his wizard buddies... har! Just as he was beginning, the tree next to him picked him right off of the ground! The look on his face was worth a half-chest of gold!
Anyway, Rosso and I saved him and we rested for the rest of the day. If I had another way off the island, I may have left him hanging up there... but I just want off this crazy place now.

Sorjin, 14th of November
The other day's flora disaster was a particularly annoying finish to a frustrating project. As I've mentioned previously, the tracking of the mist has given up no useful conclusion. So I've begun on the new project of looking more closely at the rocks around here, mapping as I go.
I've mapped the area right alongside the mist boundary pretty well, and I've found a few land forms a little more towards the ocean that might justify closer examination.

Rosso, 14th of November
I returned to the forest in my dreams again last night. The nights previous had been dreamless, and I wondered if there really were a message for me or if it was just a simple man's fantasy. But the Mother clearly calls to me. I dreamed that I was here in our encampment, that she came to me and led me into the woods. But the woods were different, not like around here. Not like back at home either. She took me through the foreign undergrowth to a clearing and pointed to the ground. I saw nothing but a tiny grasslike plant there, a weed in my eyes, though it was of a type unfamiliar to me.
Then I woke up.
I know the vision is telling me something, but what?

Ardan, 14th of November
Rosso has been a little strange lately. Maybe the boredom is getting to him now, too... I dunno. I've seen such a look in a man's eyes before, and 'tis always a bad omen.

Rosso, 15th of November
Last night it felt like the moment I closed my eyes, She was there. There was a hurried quality to the dream that wasn't there before. I don't know what it was, but something... I just felt like something incredibly important was about to happen, and soon. We were in the same clearing. As I looked at the plant before me, it sprouted a small bud. The bud opened into a small white blossom, and then began to wilt. Then She addressed me! The words appeared in my mind... "for you". It was at once a command and a question. I was so confused... I had no idea what to do. I closed my eyes to think, and when I opened them it was morning and I was laying by the fire. I swear the night passed in all of 5 minutes.

Sorjin, 16th of November
I've discovered nothing terribly new in the last two days. I figure we've got another few days here, and then we'll look at moving on to another part of the Isle.

Rosso, 17th of November
I haven't dreamed for two days, but every waking hour Her words appear unbidden in my mind... "for you". Am I to pick the flower? Am I to care for it?

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