The Power of a Dream

Chapter 3 A New Member on the Team

Let me tell you, never sleep in a cave. If you look up uncomfortable in the dictionary, you will see a picture of a person, lying with their head on a rock for a pillow, the hard cold earth as their bed. It's not fun.
We woke in the morning, not surprisingly, and while I lit the fire (no small task in all that snow), Sir Elabor set out the rations he bought.
"That's not a lot of food." LW remarked.
"I know, we'll be getting more at our next stop," Sir Elabor replied, "If we're quick, we should be there by noon."
"If I may," Greeny cut in, "Can you tell us where we're actually going, and where our destination is?"
"Up north, deep in the mountains, there's a valley called Rosedale. It's quiet hidden, the residents like their privacy." Sir Elabor shoved some food into his mouth, chewed, swallowed, and continued.
"It's one of the oldest towns in all of Elabor. Dating back several hundred, perhaps a thousand years!"
Snappy slowly climbed to his feet. "Why're we going there?" he asked.
"Cause," Sir Elabor grinned, "There's one more person I'd like to add to this team."

After tramping for another couple of hours, having our eyes dazzled to death by the bright snow, having our feet ache like the blazes from walking in the snow. We finally arrived at the crest of a mountain and looked down into the sheltered valley of Rosedale.
The road ran down from our peak, straight down the mountain and through the village as a main street.
The town itself was a mix-match of different building, dating in style, in our world, from the beginning of the 1900s to the mid 1700s.
I glanced at Sir Elabor as we hesitated, he was staring down, humming something under his breath.
"Hey, Kayoee," LW nudged him, "we gonna stand here until we catch our death of cold?"
"Huh? Oh yeah, c'mon."
Sir Elabor led the way down the mountain and into the town. People dotted the streets, nodding friendly greeting to us, and uttering respectful words to Sir Elabor.
He led us down the main street and stopped before the town Inn's door. I felt slightly nervous, my Inn experience in Elabor had been less then five star.
A soft voice wafted out as we opened the door, raised in a lilting song. I recognised the tune as the one Sir Elabor had been humming on top of the mountain. I couldn't see the singer but I listened, enraptured, to the song.

You'll find me in Rosedale when the summer is high
When the leaves are leafy and green
I will be waiting, when friend you draw nigh
'Neath the blue sky, and spreading oak trees.

You'll find me in Rosedale, when the days grow short
Biting wind blows leaves from the trees
Over red-gold hills, over diamond-dewed plains
Shuffling through a carpet of leaves.

You'll find me in Rosedale, when the snow's on the ground
With a blanket of purest white
Though the creatures have left, I'll still be around
Waiting, while the wind howls through the night.

You'll find me in Rosedale when the spring has come
And flowers adorn sparkling the grass
Or'er mountain and dale, someday you'll come home.
To the still Valley, Rosedale at last.

The song ended in a thunderous roar of applause. The crowd bunched forward thicker than ever, and I despaired ever getting through. But Sir Elabor simply walked forward, and the crowd parted for him like the red sea.
"Flamewood my friend!" Sir Elabor exclaimed, "So good you could make it."
I finally saw the singer. The first thing I noticed, was his height. He stood almost half a head above Sir Elabor, and Knight was no shorty. He wore silken tunic, and his deep purple cloak swept around as he turned to look at us.
"Ah, tis the Knight himself," he said in a smooth, yet refined accent. "And you bought all y' friends. Well well, tis a pleasure to meet you all."
"The pleasure is all ours," LW stepped in and offered his hand. "I'm LegoWil - "
"I know who y'are." The chap shook LW's hand with a strong, firm grip.
"Guys," Sir Elabor cut in, "Let me introduce you. Flamewood, these are my friends from Earth who will help us. Dragon_Rider, LegoWilderness, SnapStudio, and Greenflame."
"Mighty queer names to be sure," the man interrupted.
Sir Elabor continued as if not hearing. "And chaps, this fellow who just insulted you is called Laxius Flamewood. Y'all might know him as LaxFlame5. He'll be joining our team."

End of Chapter 3

I know there's a lot of poetry, but the reason should be reavealed in the next chapter. And I've having so much fun writing it, I just can't stop.

God Bless!

~ Dragon_Rider06