shattered, the stone table cracked in half. Disaster and destruction were everywhere.
There was nowhere to go. Then out of the blue she found herself running as fast as she could, climbing the great hill to the top. Sitting there was a tree, dying. She tried to help it, heal it, comfort it. A branch broke off hitting her in the head. She fell to the ground and watched as the rest of the tree burst into blue flames.
Willow tried to scream again. This time she burst out, “Help! Please someone help me!”
“Come towards my voice,” she heard from a distance. Looking around she could see the face of her friend Ashlyn in what appeared to be a hole in the sky. A hand extended through the opening. Willow reached as hard as she could, finally grasping the hand. She felt herself being pulled up, escaping.
Like a jolt of electricity had hit her, she sat up straight in bed, sweat dripping down her face and her heart racing. ' It was a dream, just a dream ,' she told herself.
' What was it about child? ' The male voice asked with concern.
'You don't know? I thought you were always with me,' she said.
' We can not enter your dreams. Only a dream walker could do that. Dreams are for you and you alone. You can choose to share what happened with us and we can try to help you decipher the meaning if you would like.'
Willow went over the dream in her mind and decided, with the help of the voices, that the visions she had were just the result of her imagination playing on the story from the night before. There was little time to linger over it. She had to prepare for the day, so she got up and dressed as usual and was surprised by a knock on the door. Answering it, she saw Ashlyn standing in front of her, still in her night clothes and holding on to a little rag doll as tight as could be.
She lunged forward throwing her arms around Willow in a tight hug, as she burst out, “Are you okay?”
“You mean that was real? You were there? How?” Willow placed a hand over her mouth, her mind racing with questions.
Ashlyn shook her head. “I can't explain it. I have never gone into another person's dream before, just called my mom into a few of my night scares. It started about a month ago. The dreams are similar to the one you just had. Mom thinks they are a warning of some sort... of something that is coming, but we don't know what.” She looked down at the ground. “They scare me, the bodies with no faces. Who do you think they are?”
“I don't know. People I guess, maybe from here, maybe from somewhere else,” Willow replied.
“Can I stay with you today? I can help if you want.”
Willow smiled. “Sure, but you will need to change into regular clothes first. We can meet back at the stands and sit together.”
Ashlyn headed off across the street to change. Already behind, Willow began her daily ritual. She had just finished bringing the produce round front to the stands when her friend returned. After filling the stands the two girls sat down.
“So you are a dream walker,” Willow said breaking the silence.
“I don't know what that is.”
“You can move through the dreams of others and pull people into your own. It's a rare ability I bet.” Willow added more apples to the fruit display in front of her.
“Yeah I guess,” she answered with little enthusiasm. “Not what I would have chosen. I can't think of a situation where it would ever be helpful.”
“You pulled me out of that night scare. Do you think you can die in your dreams? Could something have actually happened to me? You said the dreams were the same. Do you know what happens next?” Willow sat down again her legs fidgeting.
“No,” Ashlyn answered with a mouth full of berries. “I get to the same point, on the great hill when a branch falls and the dying tree catches fire, then I call out. Mom pulls me out, the same way I did to you.”
“Should we try to see the rest? You know see what happens?” Willow asked.
“No, I don't think that's