[i]Tel'aran'rhiod [/i]

[Aleandra]

As you dooze off and fall gently asleep, you feel that you drift away...away from your dreams, away from safety..and into Tel'aran'rhiod . Here, things always change, things never stay the same. Your clothing, your surroundings...but not the woman in front of you. She is Aleandra , Wise One of the Aiel. She welcomes you and bids you to approach. You have strayed in the World of Dreams. I know not how you got here, but be wary, it is dangerous here. I shall watch over you. She dissapears, but you feel watchfull eyes behind your back, always. You are now free to do as you wish, anything is possible in Dreams. A final wisper reaches your ears. Have fun...I am watching you

[Minya Collowen]

*in first person or third?*

Minya turns to her left and a mirror forms in the mist before her. She was dressed in a fine elegant gown flowing passed her ankles, hemmed in silver. Her raven colored hair was up, adorned in jewels. She grimaced and the image in the mirror changed. Now there stood a women in breeches and a worn cloak washing over her body like a flood of darkness. This pleased her.