Cameron: She examined her leg lazily, wondering if she ought to have brought some virianne along with her. Never mind, at least she still had the (italicized) Moonstone. Pulling the slim silver chain off of neck, she placed the small, almost perfectly globular clear orb which hung from it onto her broken leg. The leg righted itself, smoothed, and the pain disappeared. She tied the chain back into its accustomed place around her slender neck. Then, she stood, and examined what to most people was just plain air. She was getting frustrated, a few hours later, when she saw the slim, shining thread which hung in the place she thought she had seen the man leave through. Taking the thread, she twisted it into a clove knot, and suddenly, she saw a shimmering white doorway. She stepped tentatively through it... She found herself staring out into a shining night street, the place where she had met the man who kept pervading her dreams. She smiled. Turning, she suddenly froze. There, where her mirror had been was a small, rather annoyed looking dragon child.