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          Wake up...Wake up, Little one...
She felt her body being shook gently, like her momma used to do to wake her. She smiled, her eyes still closed and cooed curling into herself more, fighting to stay slumbering and warm.
Oh, Momma.... Let your little Emas sleep more, pleaseeee?
Emas' round glittering eyes slowly appeared beneath fluttering violet lashes as she turned over and stretched. The room was extremely bright, white and suddenly cold. She threw her hand up in front of her face blotting out the white lights blaring down on her. Everything was fuzzy, and dream-like. Momma? [b] She asked. [b] Momma?!?!? she exclaimed when she received no reply, out reaching her arms to the emptiness of the medical room, before falling back on the pillows, fainting in fear.
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Hours, Minutes, Seconds and then Emas was awoke again. The lights had been turned down and the heat turned up. She was wrapped in a soft, fuzzy fleece throw blanket with stars and moons all over it. She curled the soft fuzz around her cheeks, letting it brush across her face. There were a bunch of people in lab coats surrounding her writing frantically on their wooden clip board in their hands.
Hello..... My name is Emas. she squeaked out. Where am I?... What's your name?... The crowd blinked in amazement at her, as if they didn't expect her to be able to speak. Well?? Did your momma forget to give you a name? she asked giggling at the flat faced crowd waiting. No one answered and instead most of the group began to disperse out the door in the corner of the room. Wrapping her blanket tighter around her, Emas stood and began following the group out the door before a hand was shoved in front of her to stop her. Not yet, Little one.... the doctor smoothly said to her.
She was led back to the bed and helped back into it before the person brought out a huge needled syringe full of a liquid. Quickly before Emas could do anything, she was stuck. Ow! she exclaimed.
You have to wait. You will get to leave soon. I promise... the doctor said to her as she crossed her arms in a humph.

         

A wanderer. A word that had become all too familiar for Abraham. After losing his parents, he's had to fend for himself; using his talents to help others. Of course, Abraham didn't mind. In fact, he managed to find a tiny studio apartment in Sheepish City's Medical District. He's never home though. Abraham is constantly traveling between places in Quies. Healing the natives with his healing powers. He's been doing this for about two years now, and he can't see himself doing anything else. He enjoys it.

Abraham is currently heading back from a client job he was hired for at Tall Twelve Towers. The day was soon turning to evening, warning Abraham that he needed to reach Sheepish City soon. He didn't like being on the paths that connect cities together. Anything could happen at any moment.

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Finally making it to Sheepish City, Abraham was a little surprised by how many natives were still outside. Any other day, the city would be clearing out by now with barely anyone outside. Following the main road, Abraham noticed more an more natives along the street of the Medical District. Naturally curious, he decided to hit up the spot where most of the natives where at. Passing by Abraham overheard the natives talking, and whispering about Dreamers. Dreamers? Weren't they I myth?Abe though as he continued to walk through the medical district. Abe reached the hospital where getting through the natives was getting more difficult."Excuse me. Let me through!" Abe would exclaim as he continued to weave himself through the crows until he reached the front doors.

Abraham walked up to the front desk where he was greeted by the sweet clerk named April."Hi April! Do you anything about what's going on? Is it true? Is the Dreamer thing true?"Abraham fired off these questions wanting to know more."Hello Abraham. Yes, it is true. Apparently there are three of them." As April was speaking, Abraham's face read shock and disbelief."I know hun, I'm surprised too. I'm even more worried about them being released in a few hours. They're waking up. Who knows what trouble they'll be causing once they are let go." Abraham was still shocked. Looking around April's desk he noticed his name written on a manila folder. With his eyebrows no furrowed, he felt compelled to ask what that was about."Hey April. Why is my name on that folder?" Locking eyes with April, he noticed she was blushing."Oh fudge, I almost forgot. Yes, this folder is for you. It seems it's from your next client. Here. Take it. He's still here, so I'd go see him now if I were you. This is a big one. Good Luck hun!" April gave Abe a smirk and a wink and continued on with her work. Abraham was still confused. Not knowing what to expect.

Reaching the man's office, Abraham had a surge of mixed emotions. he was excited he he's been given a big opportunity from someone highly thought of at the hospital. It meant that he's been recognized for all his work over the past couple years. Abraham also felt worried. What if he couldn't do it? What if he failed? Abraham twisted the door knob, not sure who was on the other side."Hello? You wanted to see me si.."Abraham was interrupted by the figure sitting at the desk. It turns out it was a woman."Oh, sorry. I was expecting a man. Not that you're less important for being a woman.. I jus.. ahh.. I'll shut up." Feeling tongue tide and very embarrassed, Abraham took a seat near her desk."Hello Abraham. My name is Daisy Monet." The woman said as she locked eyes on him now."I've picked you for a very important assignment that I thought suit you and your skills perfectly. I'm sure you've heard by now that we are currently holding the dreamers here in the hospital. As you also know, we are being told that once all three wake up, that they should be released."As Miss Monet kept talking, Abraham began to worry as to where this conversation was heading."Anyways, I'll cut to the point. I am worried that the dreamers won't be able to adapt to our world of Quies. And I'm worried that soon, one by one they are going to die. Who knows what trouble they'll be getting into, and that also worries me. I have picked you to be their protector." By now Abraham's expression showed major worry. He's never done anything so big. He wasn't sure if he could take on such task. Most of his tasks were to heal someone from sickness, and leave. Nothing to hard, but this?Speechless are you? Abraham it'll be alright. I am prepared to provide you with what you'll need, as you travel with the dreamers. I've arranged for the hospital to give you two books of spells that will assist you. One of the books contains healing spells, which some you may know, and some you don't. The second book is an alchemy book that we think will assist you. Do as you think will best fit. Now go. Wait for them to wake up and begin your journey with them. I wish you the best of luck." With that, the Miss Money began going back to work. Abraham's life has now changed forever. He didn't ask for this. Why him? Why now? No matter. It seems that he didn't have a choice either way. Only time will tell now, and as far as he's concerned, the three Dreamers are now his to take care of and make sure they don't die.