imagined them all to be like Alexander and Xavier—kind, chivalrous and polite. The anticipation to visit Eden was growing stronger for her each day.
Another factor contributing to her growing eagerness to enter Eden was the very vibrant dream Emily had experienced. It repeated itself exactly over the past three nights and had become difficult to forget.
In her dream, she was in a thick, wooded area with giant willow trees, larger than she thought possible, which looked as though they reached to the very sky. The branches drooped low, some almost to the ground and as she walked through them they softly tickled her face, the leaves and branches feeling as though they were satin. Tiny light orbs floated all around, at first looking like little lightening bugs, but upon closer examination Emily could see they were purely light. Almost like a glowing dust filtered throughout the air.
She’d walked through the trees holding out her arms, letting the willow branches gently stroke her hands. Not knowing where she was going, Emily walked for a time, breathing in the overwhelming floral scent and clean air. The sunlight peeked through the branches occasionally, supplying instant warmth when she passed under the bright rays.
Then, appearing directly before her stood a magnificent building. The stones’ whiteness was almost blinding. Eight giant columns reached high above her, supporting a stone roof. Emily could see that more equal-sized pillars stretched down the structure’s side, but she could not count their number. It reminded her of a picture she’d once seen of the great Acropolis in Athens.
After the awe of the building in front of her had passed she carefully climbed the stairs leading to the entrance. She had never seen this place, yet somehow she knew exactly where she was going. With each step she took, she felt a strong pulling sensation. Something was calling to her in that building. When she passed the giant columns onto a marble terrace she was surprised with what she beheld. She’d very much expected to be inside a building, yet what she saw was more willow trees. These trees were much smaller than the ones outside; miniature versions really, decorated with gorgeous white flowers of every shape and size. Green grass carpeted the structure and seemed so soft; it was like a fuzzy green fur.
Emily glanced around, but found she was still in fact inside the great stone building. The scene before her was like a giant atrium, a gorgeous garden inside a building.
She descended from the terrace down a few stairs into the atrium area. At this point there was one thing and one thing only that captured her attention. Between two trees was an oversized altar. On the altar, hoisted by two fork-like prongs, was a golden dagger.
As Emily approached the altar, she could more clearly see the intricate floral carvings adorning it and the dagger. She reached her hand toward the glistening object but, before getting close enough to touch the dagger, her dream abruptly ended.
Each night she found she’d gotten a little closer to the dagger than the previous night. It made her wonder if tonight she would have the same dream and maybe this time grasp the object she felt was calling to her.
After her first experience with the dream she told Alexander and Xavier everything, recalling the details of the place like she’d been there dozens of times. Alexander thought it sounded like a dream of Eden but said the exact location Emily described was not like any building he’d ever seen there. Neither he nor Xavier knew anything about a golden dagger.
When she went on to have the same dream the following two nights, the three determined it had to have something to do with Eden. They just weren’t sure what. Emily had a hard time focusing her thoughts during the day as her mind kept drifting back to the dream. Even now, as Alexander