Carrie stood in front of me smiling.
Her eyes reflecting in the darkness.
I begin to cry.
She was so pale.
Smiling through the gaunt expression she now wore.
The woman I called my mother.
The only woman I would ever call my mother.

She beckons to me with her hands outstretched.
My feet rush to her.
As her warm hands embraced my naked body I felt....
I felt.....

Wrong.

It was wrong.
This was not my mother.
I pull from her grip and step back.
This was the Del'
This was the glammer.

The Citidel of Souls had sent a messenger to me.
One in the guise of one I held very dear.
This just tells me that they have Carrie in the Del' as well.

"You are the one they call Seth?"
Her voice was high and elegant.
It made every hair on my body stand erect.

All I could do was nod my head.
Carrie's face spoke like those of a distant traveller, weary of the journey it had faced.
One of her hands reached out and touched my face.
Her warm hands made my body tremble.

"Your journey has only begun, but you must end it now."
"I can't," said I, "Lyanna needs me, and now I feel that Carrie needs me too."

Her hands became ice cold.
The light in her eyes vanish.

"Then I will force you to stop."

Her eyes flicker and die.
So did the dream within them.

An endless plane.
I'm surrounded by darkness.
Carrie's twin stares at me in her resplendent light.
Beautiful wings fall on either side if her back.
But her expression was that of a demon.

She was truly an Angel of Hell.....