The Glahee Gypsy Seer -from Chronicles of Marithe Book2

When Mirandra had begun to have the dreams, she dismissed them as fantasy. Those blessed with the gift executed their brand of magic without being asleep. However, it was not an unusual thing for a Seer to dream of wild things. Insanity often plagued the weaker minded females of the Glahee, overcome by the Sight. She only had begun to be afraid when one dream was repeated. Several nights she struggled in anguish, waking in an almost fevered tremor. There was only one way to reassure herself that the dream was meaningless, and Mirandra intended to confront the vision head on.
The sounds of early morning in the streets of Kareth usually brought happy thoughts of Baya, breakfast, and Lase. However, this morning Mirandra dreaded seeing her brother. She feared he would prescribe her dreams to some sort of betrayal. Mirandra sighed heavily as she sat at the open air table between their tiny shelters waiting for Lase to emerge. The morning was cold, but her shivers would not have been abated by heat.

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