50th Ymiden, 716
Desire. Pure and simple desire.
And in her dream, Faith opened her eyes and looked around, knowing exactly what she would see. She was standing in the park, the sun was shining and the birds were chirping. But it wasn't what she saw that was important in this dream. No, in this dream it was who she saw. And that, the young woman had no doubt about - Malcolm. The man that she had met some trials before, in the park. There he was, standing next to her in the same outfit that he had worn the trial that she had met him. Standing next to Malcolm, Faith looked up at him and spoke in her soft, hushed tone. "Do you mean it? Really?" she asked him. He looked down at her and smiled, kindly. Nodding, he dipped his head so that only she could hear him. "I meant it. Every word" he said in that quiet and whispered voice, like it was a great secret that they shared and Faith could not help but smile a wide and delighted smile. He was offering her exactly what she desired and in the waking world her trembling increased.
But there, in the dream, she slipped her hand into his, and together they walked forward. There, in to the University that she so very longed to go to. Malcolm stepped forward and he led her into the building. It was beautiful. The halls were vast and the roof was as high as the sky. She saw that this was a massive room and it was full of people, of books; oh so many books. Of course, it looked nothing like the actual entrance hallway in the university, for Faith had never been there.
But in her dream, it was wonderous.
And in the undertaker's shop, Faith's moan of pleasure deepened and she mumbled. "Oh! The University... Oh, please. Thank you...please" she looked around in the dream and she smiled in the waking world.