She collapsed limply in his arms and her eyes fluttered with utter exhaustion.She looked pale, but still completely ethereal in her beauty. From the moment he had met her he had been captivated.Cursing himself for his own selfish stubbornness, he picked her up and placed her in the lap of the last person he ever expected to trust with his greatest treasure.Stroking his fingers along her soft cheek he felt her tears as they dried on her skin.Eyes, one brilliant green shimmering with gold flecks, and the other ice blue, focused on his face."Ansley..."His voice was a benediction. She smiled sadly as she shifted her gaze to the other face above her. Her ability to stay conscious waned."I believe Ans. I believe in you. In us. Please...""We have to go. Now!"They were out of time...Ansley Vapori grew up outside the mold, and as her twenty-third birthday approached she was almost ready to accept her fate as the only Dreamer in history who had never actually had a dream. When her birthday arrives and she doesn't exhibit any signs of growing into her power she thinks her life is over, or at least the life she knew. She didn't know just how right she was.