Pure terror tore through her, terror and sorrow, "No! God . . please no. ." She pleaded, not knowing to whom she uttered these fruitless words. "Julian, stay. ."
Her hands closed in on nothing as he faded to shadows before her eyes. This was her dream, he couldn't be taken from her! She tried to will him solid again, but only managed to awaken and sit upright.
Bathed in sweat and panting in terror, her eyes were wide and sightless in the dark of the room, "Shadows. . what. . what happened." Had his brethren carved Julian's name back on the Stave of Life? She didn't know, she couldn't think.