Dreams, something every living being had, they are a funny subject. They can appear as the most ridiculous thing someone has ever heard of, yet they can inspire even the youngest of minds. They can even manifest themselves as warnings of what is to come. This dream however she did not know know what to make heads or tails of. She had found herself in the presence of a dragon with its hands bound to its chest, its eyes and mouth sealed shut. Though intimidating, it did not seem threatening. She felt sorry for it, yet she could relate to its imprisonment. It had seemed to speak to her in her mind. 

[color=0054a6]"What-who, who are you"[/color] she asked. [color=0072bc]"My aspirations? Bonds?"[/color] She scoffed. [color=0054a6]"Who would want a useless heiress around, if anything I would be a hindrance to them. The most I would want is to find my sisters, but now the only thing I will get is to rot in this cell."[/color] 

[color=2e3192]What strength? I couldn't even stand up to my own father. I did nothing but blindly stand there and watch while my family reaped its benefits off the suffering of others. How could I carry the weight of such a burden when I can't even carry my own If the world has need of my strength, it must be desperate.[/color]

[color=0054a6]"Convictions? Singularly? I've never needed these until now, but I believe that wealth shouldn't be earned off of the suffering of others. Those who gain it that way don't deserve to have it. Life should not be something measured in gold. If I could, I'd find my family and see all of those guilty of this injustice brought brought before it. Even if it means facing certain destruction."[/color]

She answered all of his questions without hesitation. It felt as though the only thing she could tell the dragon was the truth, yet it was nothing forced. As what seemed like hours passed, her vision grew dark, it seemed like the world around her had grown dark. Before darkness enveloped the world around her, the dragon let out a roar that sent light spiraling out filling the sky. It enveloped her as well as the other figures and before she knew it, the cold harsh reality returned.

The days seemed like months as the girl wasted away in this cell bound by these shackles. Solitude seemed like the one thing she would beg for in her old life, now, it was the one thing she wished she could get away from. The lack of sun and fresh air had been unbearable, the only connection to the outside world she had was through the slot in the door they would slide her meals through, if you would even call it a meal. It was the only thing she had to look forward to. That and her dreams, dreams that would take her far from this hell, dreams that would see her reunited with the siblings she had never even had the chance of knowing. 

Sasha often wondered what they would be like, what they looked like, how they lived, surely they must be in a better position than her's. She sat there in silence as she had always done. It was depressing, soul crushing, enough to break the strongest of wills. It was then that she had heard a voice of one of the prisoners who seemed to be out of his cell. [color=0054a6]"Sure, as long as it's a cheery one"[/color] she chuckled.