“What do the runes in my dream mean and why is a raven surrounded by a silver glow appearing?” Ravyn Wyng finished the slice of pizza, eyes on the screen, but not seeing the words. She stretched and grimaced; her left shoulder ached, throbbing in time with her heartbeat.
Ravyn rubbed her shoulder and debated whether to take a pain pill. A rumble of thunder rolled over the house rattling the windows.
“What does what mean?” Jennifer Wells entered the office, coffee mugs in hand.
Ravyn grabbed a mug and kissed her wife. “The damn dream I’ve been having. Had it again last night, and this time a raven surrounded by a silver glow appeared. As if the runes, the voice I don’t understand, and the map aren’t weird enough.”
“Which explains why you were up before me. Make an appointment with Doctor Samson.”
“Why? It’s not like…