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In the Tree of Dreams

Blessed Samhain, Happy Halloween, and a wonderful Día de Muertos.  All of these come together in my story, as most of your know, with events of 1 November now being known around my Salem school as the Day of the Dead Attack.  Not to mention that two years ago today, I came out here on my blog.  So 31 October is a good day for me, if for no other reason that one day I’ll go out dressed as a witch.  Though some say I do that now.

But back to the story.  We know Annie’s mom was up at 5:21 waiting to have breakfast with her daughter in her sitting room–and think about that.  Annie has a sitting room off her bedroom.  Why?  To entertain guests, of course.  You don’t think she’s letting them into her bedroom, do you?  How uncouth of you!  The fact that her father walked into her bedroom uninvited when she was preparing to leave for school–I was told that was probably the bravest thing he ever did.  On any other day she’d have probably bitten his head off.

What does Mama and Daughter talk about?  School for one, but, you know, there’s something else on Annie’s mother’s mind . . .


All excerpts, this page, from The Foundation Chronicles, Book One: A For Advanced, copyright 2013, 2014, by Cassidy Frazee)

Annie’s pause was enough to give Pavlina cause to consider her next question. “And how did you get into the class?”

“It was due to the assignment we did for the Botany and Earth Sciences class.” Annie spoke between bites. “We decided we would make charcoal, so we gathered wood and went over to the Spells Center and worked a series of advanced spells to complete the assignment.” She gave her mother a slight smile. “I performed Ice Encasement and Cold Fire—”

Pavlina appeared almost shocked. “You did Cold Fire?”

“Yes, I did.”


“I read about it in a book.” Annie’s smile turned coy. “I have access to the Black Vault.”

Her mother’s shock turned to surprise. “How did you manage that?”

“Oh . . .” Annie took her time chewing her food. “The Sorcery instructor and I came to an understanding.”

Pavlina recognized that her daughter wasn’t going to offer any more information than what she wanted to give. She’ll tell me about how she made it into the Black Vault in her own good time. She decided to make further inquiries into another line of questioning . . . “When you mention this project, you said ‘we’.” She tapped the rim of her tea cup. “Who else were you working with?”

“With my covenmate.” Annie suspected that her mother knew who her covenmate was, but she wasn’t about to just blurt out names.

“And how many are there on your floor?”

“Just the two of us.”

“I see. Is your ‘covenmate’ in Advanced Spells with you?” She pulled her robe in around her body. “Or is it another A Level?”

“No, it’s my covenmate.”

“So they were using advanced spells as well with you.”

“Yes, they were.” I’m not about to say he.

Her mother played along. “And what spells did they perform?”

“Pattern Transformation and a time spell.”

“Really.” Pavlina pushed her empty tea cup aside. “They used a time spell?”

“Come to find out they know a lot about how time works.” Annie pushed the pronoun a bit much just to drive her mother a little mad. She’s so eager to hear me say his name . . .


Annie is playing with her mother.  She knows that Mama knows who she’s talking about, she just wants to hear the name, and Annie won’t give her the satisfaction until she asks.  Which she does . . .


Pavlina had indeed reached the point where she wasn’t willing to dig anymore. She stared across the sitting room table for a few second before speaking. “How is he?”

“Are you asking about my covenmate?” Annie hid her smile behind her raised tea cup.

“You know damn well whom I’m asking about.” She tapped her index finger against the table’s edge. “Your Ginger Hair Boy.”

Annie set down her tea cup. Her mother wanted to talk about him, so they’d talk. “Kerry is fine, Mama.”

“Just fine?” Pavlina chuckled. “I would imagine he’s more than fine.” She poured more water into her cup and let the tea seep. “Is he what you expected in real life?”

“No, he isn’t, Mama.” Annie waited to see if her mother’s face fell, but she was too wise for those tricks. “He’s much better.”

She examined Annie closely. Though her daughter didn’t suspect, Pavlina had become adapt at determining her daughter’s mood and feelings just by watching her body language. She works so hard keeping her feelings away from her face, but if you know what to look for, you can see her emotions in the way she holds herself. “But he’s not perfect—is he?”

Annie considered ignoring the question, but not that it was asked her mother would return to it until answered—maybe not today or tomorrow, but it would come up again before the Yule Holiday was over, and she’d make certain that Annie would answer. “He can’t remember our dreams together.”

“Which ones?”

“All of them.” Annie spoke of the incidents of déjà vu, of the time he almost remembered the time he read to her—though she didn’t mention where she’d heard this, or what happened after. “All the times we spent together, he doesn’t remember a thing.”

“And this all stems from what happened over the summer?”

“I’m not certain—” Annie shook her head. “I can’t clearly remember what happened over the summer to stop us dreaming together.”


And this is the first time where it’s stated that even Annie doesn’t quite remember what happened that night that they shared their final dream.  Dreams, they be crazy, I tell you.  Particuarly with these two.  And Mama knows a little something about this stuff, but even she’s puzzled.


Her daughter’s situation puzzled Pavlina. She knew something of lucid dreaming, and she understood that two or more people could share a dream, but as she’d heard more of Annie’s dreams with her “Ginger Hair Boy”, the more she’d become convinced they were doing far more than lucid dreaming: it was almost as they they’d spent their time dreamwalking. And one doesn’t dreamwalk without having extensive knowledge of how the astral realm interacted with the dream realm—something Annie hasn’t learned, and Kerry wasn’t aware even existed. “Have you spoke with anyone at school about this?”

“Yes: Professor Arrakis, our Seer, and Nurse Coraline, our medical officer.” She considered taking another printsessi, then decided if she was going to enjoy her mother’s cooking, there was no better time to start. “Professor Arrakis told me she’d never heard of anything like our dreams—”

“That could be true. I’ve looked and found nothing relating to your situation.”

“Hum.” Annie picked at her dish, then took a huge bite and took her time chewing it to a pulp. “Maybe we’re special.”

“I already know you are.” Pavlina understood her daughter’s frustration. She’d experienced these dreams all her life—though far more frequently in the last few years—and in the weeks after her last dream despondent and petulant to the point where she was ready to throw her future away and pursue a path that would have wasted her now-obvious talents. If I hadn’t had that vision of Kerry entering the Salem grounds, Annie might be completely miserable now. “I’ll keep looking on my end; maybe the people at school will find something in the meantime.”

Annie nodded slowly. “Thank you, Mama.”


And now we hear of dreamwalking, which is something that doesn’t come up much again, but if I ever do a second novel, there is an important moment where dreamwalking answers a mystery.  And relating to something that Annie told Professor Arrakis, her mother was the one that saw Kerry entering the school grounds, and after that vision she checked with her friends in The Foundation, discovered that, yes, a Kerry Malibey was on the list to attend SIGIL this year, and Mama passed that information along to her daughter.  The rest is–well, not history, but a rather long story.

Oh, and someone else in the family found out the name of the Ginger Hair Boy:


“You’re welcome.” She decided to alter the subject of the conversation slightly. “Your father knows his name.”

“What?” Annie looked as if someone had yelled at her. “Since when?”

“Since about a month ago.”


“He asked. One day we were out on the back porch and he asked, ‘Annie and you know the name of this boy—why can’t I know it as well?’ And when I thought about it—” Pavlina shrugged. “I saw no reason why he shouldn’t.”

“So you told him?”

“Annie, he’s your father. He has as much right to know about Kerry as I.” She slowly tapped her fingers on the table. “At least he didn’t discover his name like I did . . .”

Annie found it impossible not to wince. “Mama.”

That always was a sore point with her. “Have you told Kerry about your book.”

The young girl shot her mother a withering stare. “No, Mama.”

“Better saved for a future moment, eh?” Before Annie could answer Pavlina cocked her head to one said. “I hear your father moving about the kitchen.” She sat back and gave her daughter a concerned look. “I suppose we should join him before he decides to come up and join us.”


Wait, what?  How did Mama learn Kerry’s name?  It doesn’t sound as if Annie told her, and however it came about, it’s not something which pleases Annie.  Will we find out how it happened?  Yes, in Act Three.  Just give me another sixty thousand words to get there, okay?

We are now finished with Pamporovo, and the next scene jumps ahead two days to Kerry waking up in her grandparent’s home in Marrionwood, CA.  And this brings up an interesting point:  someone asked if Annie’s tree and Kerry’s were one and the same.  The answer is no, they’re not.  Annie’s is back home in Pamporovo, and Kerry’s was near his old home in Sleepy Hollow, CA, which is a real place not far from Marrionwood, which is where he is presently located in the story.  If you want to see his tree, well . . .

If you're going to Sleepy Hollow . . .

If you’re going to Sleepy Hollow . . .

For my story, Kerry lived on Van Winkle D., in the house above the road and right at the edge of the right frame.  His tree was on Dutch Valley Ln, and would be in the grove just to the left of the last house below the lane on the left center of the picture.  Not that far for a six year old to walk, right?

And what does the area where he lived look like?

Since you wanted to know . . .

Since you wanted to know . . .

As you see, Sleepy Hollow is in the lower right hand of the picture, and Marrionwood is at the right edge of the center of the picture, just above Lucas Valley Rd.  All of these names are legit, and were in place long before a certain film maker moved into the area.  And speaking of that guy . . . follow Lucas Valley Rd all the way to the upper left and you’ll see, at the edge of the frame, a small road going upward.  Those houses in the upper left hand corner?  Skywalker Ranch, aka, the place where Kerry’s parent’s former boss lives.

And last but not least, where is Annie?  Well . . .

How do you say, "Right there" in Bulgarian?

How do you say, “Right there” in Bulgarian?

If you follow Highway 854 to the left out of Pamprovo, all the way over on the left you’ll see a valley leading upward.  In the “Y” of the valley is where Annie’s parents live, where she lives, where her lake house is, and where, close by, her tree is located.  None of that can be seen, but is it because I just made all of that up?  Or is it because The Foundation is keeping me from showing you?

Hum . . . wondering, wondering.

10 thoughts on “In the Tree of Dreams

  1. Ah lots of questions….. I’m sure I won’t get answers to my questions, but I’m going to throw them at you, just the same.

    Why is it so important for Kerry to remember his dreams together with Annie ? Is there a significance in Annie herself not remembering that last part of her dream with Kerry, the dreamwalking part . It’s so intriguing that Annie’s mother has also dreamt of Annie and Kerry, and in her dream , she learns of his name, so, does Annie also learn of Kerry’s name in her dream?

    Is there a significance in Annie’s mother wanting to know if she told about this dream to other people ? Is that a good thing ? Maybe the folks at Salem were surprised when Annie’s mother asked if there was a Kerry enrolled at the school. ( after all, she dreamt of him walking on the school grounds ) Why is it important that Annie and kerry get together ( from Annie’s mother’s point of view )

    He he… in case you haven’t noticed, I’m getting obssesed. Darn it.

    • 1. Annie wants Kerry to remember that they’ve known each other a long time. As she told Deanna, they’ve known each other since they were little kids, and it seems as if a lot transpired there. There was a scene very early on where it was indicated that Annie was devastated when she meet Kerry for the first time and he didn’t recognize her. Evidently she’d thought their first time together in the flesh and they’d pick up where they left off from their dreams. Didn’t happen.

      So what happened in those dreams? Act Three . . . 😉

      Annie’s mother didn’t learn about Kerry’s name in a dress; she came about it another way. That will also come up in Act Three.

      Annie learns of Kerry’s name in one of their dreams. It’ll come up in Act Three.

      Annie’s mother asked about the inquires because she only knows so much, and the chances are good people at Salem would have access to greater resources. One of the things that hasn’t been mentioned is that the instructors at Salem don’t follow the trope of those who aren’t the best teach–the instructors at Salem are really in the top 1% of their fields. So Mama knows that if anyone would find out what’s going on with her Daughter, it’s someone at the school.

      Annie’s mother actually spoke to people she knows in the educational division of The Foundation to see if it was true that Kerry was going; at that point–it was the beginning of August–no one at Salem knew who would show up as the new A Levels. They didn’t get their reports until a few weeks later.

      The reason for telling Annie that Kerry was going to school was because she was going to blow off Salem and go somewhere else, against the wishes of her parents. She knew Kerry was in Cardiff, and her hope was that she could spend time on the weekends learning about him, and hoping she’d encounter him in her dreams again. Remember, she told Deanna she never suspected that Kerry was a witch in all the time she knew him, so it was a surprise when her mother said he was going to Salem. And it was Annie’s idea to meet him in London.

  2. That’s makes a lot of sense. Any mother would be interested in her daughter’s future lovelife. ❤ though I'm intrigued at that dreamwalking part were Annie herself can't remember what transpires there. I'm a bit disturbed by that.

    Cassie, I hope you don't mind, but I'd like to reread that part when Krry and Annie first met in London. I mean, the exact date when you posted it.

  3. I love those aerial views. If my eyes don’t give out before the time comes, I’d love to do some frabriscapes (as I call them) of some of Nature’s fabulous choices. The overhead views offer an interesting alternative. You’ve taken some great shot, Cassidy. Keep up the good work. 🙂

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