Chapter 1

The beginning of this story goes way back in time,time when even the Gods were unknown.

Shambor was a Land of supreme happiness.People were open and kind.They liked eachothers company.Villages were busy villagers trading a bag of feather to a bunch or carrots.Nothing disturbed their daily life.

Temple of Dreams was silent as it was always.No voices was ever heard in the Great Hall.Temple Master was an old man,but he looked like 5 years old.Time never reached him,so he kept his childish features.He lived alone,never had children or wife.He was alone excpet for the students he had with him.Students spent their time studying omens and signs dreams had to give.

Peace in Shambor was quaranteed while Sword of Shambor was in it's place,Dreams Heart.

So it happened.Dark Lord of Karanga sneaked in to the temple and to the Dreams Heart.He stole the Sword of Shambor for his own good,to control peoples dreams and manipulate them.People of Shambor had nightmares of creatures they didn't even know existed,being robbed by their closest neighbor...Or being killed by them!People became violent and suspicious.Friends were their enemy,their home yards turned into warzones.

The Master of the Temple of Dreams called his students.Together they hoped to find a way to stop the maddness raving out in Shambor.Master spent long sleepless nights looking for an answer.He didn't sleep for months until he became so ill,his students had to carry him into his chamber for rest.

The Master had a dream of a girl with silver hair and eyes that would see the Truth through all,whom game down from the sky carrying the staff of Heavenly Light,with that staff the true holder of Sword of Shambor would be found and returned to it's rightful place to the Dreams Heart.Next morning when students came to see their Master,he told this to them.They wrote this down to the chronicles.As a section "Dreams End".Master wanted to know they wrote it down correctly so he spent his day reading it.He finnaly accepted it and in the following night he fell into a everlasting sleep.students buried their Master to the Heavenly Light Graveyeard with a simple ceremony.Only a few kind words was said.What he left behind was a way to save Shambor from madness.More than a promise.

Years went by..Centuries passed.No change happened.Dreams Guild spent their lives looking for the holder of the Heavenly Light Staff,with no luck with it.But they were stubborn,they knew it was to happen.Someday.

Chapter 2