Today was a school day. Before he rushed off Lawrence told mum everything. She was glad he’d had a nice dream for a change, even a weird one like that. Mum told him gran thought nightmares and vivid dreams were often caused by people being too hot, or eating lots of cheese before they slept. Mum didn’t quite believe in the supernatural world yet - she needed evidence. Lawrence hoped to convince her soon enough.
At school Lawrence couldn’t wait for break time and flew into the councillor’s office. Who better to help them than their good friend Mr Davis? Mr Davis confessed to being very busy at the moment, because he had lots of new responsibilities at school. His wife Maria had just been blessed with twins as well. Nevertheless, since he was a kind and friendly man he always made time to help Lawrence and Lucy out whenever he could.
The clever teacher became very excited and also quite concerned about their latest news. Because of their latest adventures he’d read up on ancient magic and already knew much of dream, but a staff of dreams was new to him. Lenora the magician must have great trust in them, as in the wrong hands this staff sounded very dangerous.
At the moment Mr Davis could only make suggestions till he’d done further research. Normally he’d advise tackling little bits of such a big problem at a time, but this situation was unique. Time was one luxury they didn’t have by the sound of things. Maybe the staff was controlled by either Lawrence or Lucy’s mind, or the both of them working together? Often magical items worked like that.
Come to think of it, his friend had mentioned having rather strange dreams recently, which got more confusing only last week. He’d ask her and see if that helped. Until tomorrow what he did know was many people are strongly influenced by dreams. Lots of folk believed some were good wishes sent by friends in need far away, or messages from loved ones that had passed to another life. As Lenora said, it would be easy for evil minded ones to manipulate these people by sending them on fools errands, and much worse.
Peoples dreams that are not their own that get mixed up with others leaves them confused and tired. Because of this their waking life would suffer. Who knows what may happen? Accidents and irritable behaviour would only be the start of the nasty side effects. Of course no one wanted that. Lawrence said hopefully Lucy and him would have sorted it all out by then.
On the way home from school that afternoon Lawrence met Lucy by the old oak tree. Resting in his cooling shade they felt filled with confidence. Together they vowed never to give up. If they’d managed to escape the evil Brandice May, curing the land of dream shouldn’t be quite as hard.
Safe in her favourite place Lucy daydreamed. She was happily married to Caspar now. The wise old man didn’t stay at Lawrence’s house very often as he had important work to do far off on other worlds. There were always other problems besides witches to deal with, but the faithful cat kept his promise to visit as often as possible. Before her kittens were born he needed to do as much work as possible, so he could spend every waking moment with them. Together they would teach their wonderful children all they needed if they wished to carry on their ancestor’s magical work.