My Bar

[Pamela]

*Returns from the kitchen after having washed up the dishes and walks into the office she shares with her Partner*
*Pamela grins to herself at the fun her friends have had in her Bar and that they went to war for her*
*Sitting at her desk she tosses her thick braided hair over her shoulder and reaches for pen and paper*

*Suddenly lost in thought her dark eyes glow red ...a vision enters her mind....it is hazy...not clear...swirls of light dancing*

*The Lady Pamela reaches absently for the pouch at her waist and retreives a slim ring she slips onto a finger...seemingly in a daze she chants softly....the language ancient and unknown*

*The vision clears and She sees a Warrior! Handsome ,tall,strong,well outfitted and holding a sword in each hand!!!He is in battle stance and fighting.....as the battle ends...he seems to turn and look directly at her...she feels her heart pound as the warrior speaks 5 words only...and fades from view*

*Dropping the pen Pamelas vision clears and she thinks for many,many long moments of the vision,the Warrior,and his words*

*Repeating them aloud she says...."You are for me,Pamela"....and nervously smoothes her green silk trimmed tunic into place about her small frame and wonders at this strange occurrance*