25th Cylus, 717
The wind whipped around her, even as the warmth of the sun was cooled by the sea breeze. Gulls cried out to each other and Vega sighed. Behind her was the sparkling blue ocean, calling to her in her blood. In front of her was the open road, leading first to the forests of Desnind and then? Who knew where from then, but if she stepped forward then the ship would leave.
Turning around, Vega looked at the vessel which had been her home all her life. Her ever changing eyes swirled with colour and she looked at her father. "Papa, I'm afraid." Her voice was small and she sounded much more afraid than she ever did in the waking world, even when faced with something terrifying.
"Of course you are. You would be a fool not to be, Eva and my baby is no fool."
Vega smiled and shook her head. "Papa, you are the only one who ever calls me Eva, you know that?" She looked at him with an expression which told of the adoration she felt for him.
"Well, it's your name," he laughed and stroked her hair. Leaning into his hand she smiled.
If she left, when would she see him again? Yet she had to, she knew. Her mother, that elusive figure who had died giving her life, she had been a Sev'ryn and for all that she loved her family, Vega was not completely Biqaj. She knew that she had to find out who she was.
And she would never do that on that boat.
"I love you, Papa." In the dream, as it had been when it happened, Vega felt tears start behind her eyes. Her father, though, he kissed her soundly and he smiled.
"I will see you in your dreams, Eva. Or you will see me in mine. Between the sea and stars, we sleep and in that place?" Vega shook her head at him and his strange sayings. That was one she had heard all of her life.
"If we are in each others' dreams, then we are never apart or alone." He smiled his proud smile at her and he turned her, gently, by the shoulders, pointing her to the open road.
And in the dream, he said to her what he had said when she left. "Go and find your mother, Eva. But when you have done that, find yourself."
"I'll do my best, Papa" she replied and she stepped forward, first one foot, then the other, on to the path that was unknown, leaving behind her the safety of what had been.