Ellsa

Peering into the glowing embers of the fire, it casting a slow, almost lazy glow into the room, as the flames were growing smaller.Laying comfortably on her side in the bed she was sharing with her husband. Syrioh's arm was as usual draped over her hips, hips still slender even though the bump on her stomach had grown a little bit, just enough to fit in the size of his large palm.

Ellsa would wake up in the tent, as usual, though Syrioh would be outside. As she came out, she would most likely be surprised by the sudden change of venue. They'd be at a beautiful set of ruins, which would overlook rapids and waterfalls. Syrioh would be seen outside the tent, a short distance away shaving, in his usual predictable manner. Though he would be wearing nothing but boots, trousers and his wedding ring. All of his tattoos would be visible, each and every deer, buck, moose, raven, mountain lion clear.

Syrioh lied down once more, and closed his eyes with a soft content smile on his face. Hoping the dream would do just as it had the past few days. Repeated its' self.

She sat straight up in bed, awaken by her own screams, and it took a while for her to understand that it was just the dream that once again had visited her.
Managing to calm down and slow her breaths, she sank back into the pillow again, her eyes staring blankly into the darkness of the ceiling above her.
"Oh how I wish that dream would go away" she thought, wondering why it always came back to her, almost as to haunt her.