Shannara

Anger, frustration
You didn't push, when he was ready to tell her, he would
Family History?
What difference did it make, whatever her lineage
She was a girl with a life that most would envy
Revealed in freedom
Plagued by dreams
She lay awake, caught up in the unanswered questions
And unresolved puzzles that marked her life
When she did sleep, she tossed restlessly beneath her blankets
Teased by fragments of dreams
That slipped from her like raindrops through her fingers in a summer storm
And were forgotten as quickly
It was dawn when she came awake
Poking idly at the ashes of the fire
She blinked in disbelief
Her thoughts scattering into questions
The dreams have troubled me for some time now
I thought them dreams like any other and nothing more

*Excerpt and expansion based off of Terry Brooke's "Elfstones of Shannara"*