In the long dark of her endless half-sleep, Phae drifted helplessly on her way.

The countryside rushed past beneath her feet. Up ahead the dark mage rode swiftly onwards, a long thick piece of rope trailing from his horse back to where she floated behind him, the rope tied with a thick knot round her waist. Wherever it was the dark mage planned to take her next, he sure was in a hurry.

"Don't look so miserable girl you should count yourself lucky I'm not making you ...