“What?”
“Dream walking. It’s when you fall into a hypnotized-like trance,”
“What could cause such a thing?”
“Honestly I don’t know, I’ve never seen anyone do it before,”
“But you’re over a hundred years old!”
“That doesn’t mean I know everything you disrespectful child!” Jean snapped at her son, angered by his need to remind her of her many years on this earth.
“There must be something we can do, anything you might know Aunt Jean,” Jayden replied warily, staring at the redhead’s back in concern.
“There’s a myth that dream walking is the result of a deity calling you to them, if that’s the case then it’s no wonder I’ve never seen it before,” Jean massaged her temple, willing the migraine creeping its way into her brain to disappear.
“Why?”
“Our Gods rarely ever interact with us directly, to summon one of us means that something of great importance is needed, and the fact that they waited for the solar eclipse to do it is even more peculiar,”
