The dream had felt so real, it had felt as if he had truly experienced it. He felt with certainly that Guwayne lay just up ahead, that he needed him urgently. Thor stood at the edge peered into the mist, anxious for it to lift, to reveal the location his son; he watched the currents, and willed them to carry his boat faster.Your child awaits you on the island.The voice from Thor’s dream echoed in his head, again and again; Thor looked out and squeezed the rail, giddy with anticipation. He could hardly wait to hold Guwayne again; he felt terrible for letting him go, and this time he would let nothing stand in his way until he found his boy.“Are you certain we sail in the right direction?” Matus asked skeptically, coming up beside him.Thor tuned and saw all the others—Reece, Selese, Elden, Indra, O’Connor—all standing there, dressed in their new armor, wielding their new weapons, shining in the light—and all looking back at him skeptically. “This is the direction in which my dream has led me,”
