Another dream, and possibly another nightmare. The light was blinding, and Crystaall had to raise her arm to help her eyes. The light faded after she rose her arm. As the light faded, she could see the massive room she was in. There was a pedestal in the center of this large room. Somehow this room wasn't like the rooms she entered everyday, it wasn't shaped to perfection and straight. It was all just rock. Eroded rock that seemed to have been carved out by man, or something similar. Looking back at the pedestal, Crystaall could see a yellow glow around a small object. The handle of a lightsaber hovered above the stone pedestal. She couldn't understand how it was hovering, but she knew that it was important. She tried to get up from the ground, having been laying upon her chest the whole time, but the moment she tried to move, something pulled her back. Crystaall turned to look behind her, and what she saw was fightening. It was Vex that was holding her down. But it wasn't just him, there were others that looked just like him. They were holding onto each other like they were a human chain link and she was the lead. Except they refused to let her move. She wouldn't have it. Vex would not hold her back from this, whatever it was. She began to dig her nails into the ground, dragging herself forward as she tried her best to reach the pedestal. Everytime she inched herself forward, and everytime a certain noise got louder in her ear. It was the scream of a girl, but she could recognize it as her own. But she wasn't screaming, she wasn't in pain. And yet it got louder and louder as she made her way to the stone object. It soon boomed and echoed within her ears as she reached the object and tried to grab onto the side of the pedestal. She slowly pulled herself up and turned to kick the Vex that held onto her ankles. He wasn't there, none of them were. All she could see was a shadow of her friend.
"No. Darkness awaits those too blind to see the light. One. Those who weild the sword of legend are forever dead. Survives."
Crystaall ignored Vex's warnings and pulled herself up. Her body still felt heavy, as if the weight of millions were trying to push her down to the ground. She couldn't stand the mystery anymore, and whatever was stopping her would soon dissolve. She quickly grabbed the handle from the pedestal and smiled, yet the yellow glow still remained around the object. She turned to face Vex for one last time, thinking the dream would end very soon. But he wasn't there. What she saw instead was herself in torn up robes with white hair pale skin and black eyes.
"You must realize that you can never win, dear child."
She opened her eyes once more, and all she could see was dust and sand.
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