[Witch_Queen]

Jon looked around. By now it was already getting late and he figured that he needed to find himself a room for the night. "Its getting late Dwaline, perhaps we could continue our conversation in the morning? After all by the look of Avalon I can tell that at least two of us need some sleep." The dwarf nodded his head and Jon stood up from the table and walked over to the bar.

As he approached the bar he suddenly wondered where Aman had gone off to. He remembered that earlier in their meeting she had almost slipped up and spoken his real name. No! He didn't need to be thinking of that again. He was here to speak with Aman he wasn't here to destroy the lives of those around him. That past is behind me. For once I need to be honest and actually live a life I know I can be proud of when I leave this place. "Excuse me miss.... Can I get a room for the night." The woman in front of his caught his eyes. The past ws behind him and needed not to be brought up again. He signed his name in the book she placed in front of him. The name read Jon of Rohan. The Jonathan Annatar, Aman knows will have to remain secret at this time. I can't go around letting people know how I am. Jon turned and headed towards where his room was.

Jon turned back to where he had been sitting and caught a glimpse of the white crow looking at him. "Ahhhhhh! Dear Avalon we will talk some other time. For I have so many things to ask of you." He bent his head down and went on to his room. A few minutes had passed when he was finally able to climb in his bed for the night. "Good night world. May tomorrows light shine forever in the Golden Hall." The last words that came out of his mouth for the night took him back home.

That night Jon dreamed of his childhood and how he use to play wih Aman. Back then he had no worries and more than anything he wished to serve Theoden one day. But the came the war and his childhood dreams were shattered in only seconds. Suddenly he sat up in bed. The last thing he remembered seeing in his dreams was the white crow. Something inside him had changed and he knew that it was all because of Avalon. He tossed the dream out of his thoughts. "I must get some sleep." Jon closed his eyes only to be swept away into a world he could only remember in his dreams. His childhood was wonderful.

He was walking into his home when he saw her. She was beautiful to him. The wind blew through the window carrying her hair. She was everything to him when he was young and now all he had was his memories. The sun dissapeared and everything went black. All Jon could see was her face calling his name. But he couldn't move from his spot. It was as if he had suddenly been paralyzed. Before he knew it she was gone. Once again leaving only the white crow in his thoughts. The rest of Jon's dream was black. He could only remember the white crow and his home, his life. All he had was memories and nothing else. I'm never drinking ale before bed ever again.