"What?" Cierra asked, confused, "I've always been able to enter…" She paused, wondering what exactly to call this place, "the dream realms." She settled on Goldie's terms as it might be the most universally accepted.
"You're bright like an apostle," The skeleton paused, looking Cierra over, "Do you have an item that you keep on you daily? That can be a source of power sometimes."
Cierra shook her head, "Have you met others like me, then? Who were they associated with?"
"I've only met one, a woman Frigg chose. She came for six years, through-out her pregnancy, gifted to her by a golden apple." The skeleton continued, "It was the sad fate of royal women in her time to bear children and die. Frigg simply granted her the ability to live longer than most women of her status were allowed."
The skeletal woman before her seemed sad, voice dipping low.
