The Dream Crafter(90)

Fallon stood, pivoted on her heal and headed for the door, unheeding of the puddle spreading under the girl.

She passed the man who had come in earlier, lowering her head in a sign of respect and saying “Shisen,” without stopping.

The door closed with an awful thud, all hope gone in the lingering resonance.

The man stepped forward, his face smooth, not a hint of thought or feeling on that countenance, only detached interest as he looked her over. “Taneasha. We have much to learn.”

The End