Sabrina’s mind drifted back into Ash’s dream, her spiritual manifestation wrapped itself around Ash’s soul and pushed itself deeply into his inner psyche. The dream had moved on from when Sabrina was disturbed, ash was no longer with the princess Misty in the forest, but rather waling down a lone road. His armor shined in the sunlight and his sward was ready for any man or beast that might wish to do battle with the gallant knight. The determined look in his eyes and his undaunted poster spoke for itself.

“Ash definitely has a hero complex,” Sabrina comment to herself from high above Ash. “But that’s why I like him so much,” she giggled before hovering closer. She was currently intangible so that she could watch Ash carefully and learn where the dream was going be fore intervening. The unconscious mind was a difficult place to penetrate, too much action could leave Ash permanently brain damaged. Sabrina had to be careful not to affect any of the minds basic fundamentals or the consequences could be fatal for not only Ash, but also anyone else in his mind.

“Even so, I don’t have much time. Better to act quickly before something else disturbs my concentration.” With little time, Sabrina thought up a way to meet Ash without breaking anything inside his mind. The only option was to pretend to be a part of the dream and take on the character of someone that would fit into this medieval fantasy.

“Time to role play.”


When Ash reached the end of the path, he came to a flowery field, filled with every flower imaginable. The area seemed untouched by human or shrinkee hands, not a blade of grass was out of place in this serene valley. However, Ash had not the time to gaze at this wonderful sight, he was on a mission and nothing could stop him from saving the shrinkees and bringing peace to his lady Misty’s land. He continued on, not distracted by the mellow brooks or singing birds, his sights were set on one goal and he wouldn’t stop for anything. None of this beauty meant a thing to the valiant knight, he had a mission and there would be time to enjoy such pleasantries later. Although he wanted to continue without rest, his trail was blocked by one of the giant humans that were enslaving the innocent shrinkees. She wore silky white robes with a slit down the middle showing her smooth thighs; the top was tight and displayed a large amount of cleavage. Although her large bosom blocked her face, Ash knew that her face must be as beautiful as her body.

“Who goes, friend or foe?” Ash called out, his sward ready if this was an evil human that wished to stand in the way of his noble affair.
“Young knight, you must fear not. I bring nether death, nor pain to you my lord. I am Lady Sabrina, the white witch,” Her honey sweet voice called out to Ash at her feet.

“A witch!” Ash cried up at Lady Sabrina. Bringing his sward to bare, Ash prepared himself to battle the magical fiend. Humans were powerful enough, but give them wicked magic and nothing good can come of it. Ash was prepared for screams of magical curses or some sort of dark sleight of hand that would leave him at the mercy of this witch, instead he got a curt, but polite laugh.

“Sir knight, you misunderstand. I am a white witch protector of the innocent and aficionado to all shrinkees. I would never harm a single one, which is more then I can say for that malevolent temptress that rules the kingdom.” Lady Sabrina’s voice turned cold and cruel when she spoke of the princess, no love was in her when she uttered anything about Misty. Hearing his princess slandered, Ash grew hot with rage.

“Hold your tongue, milady. That be my princess you speak of, she is full of love and tenderness,” Ash spoke with the same love that he had in the waking world.

“She is full of something, that’s for sure,” Sabrina muttered softly. This wasn’t working, Ash was too hell bent to his loyalty to Misty to even consider her temptation. His devotion left no room for Sabrina to send subconscious messages to give him feelings for her in the real world. It never crossed Sabrina’s mind that maybe the strong love he felt in the dream was the same he felt awake. If she had thought that, then she would of creased meddling in Ash’s life and let him fall in love with Misty without her interfering. However, it never went through her mind that maybe Ash was happy enough without her.

“Please, sir knight, stay and speak with me. Perhaps my magic might assist you in your mission.” What Sabrina really wanted was to stay with Ash in the dream, so she could continue to chip away at his defenses until her influence over him was complete.