Tinnean

David Knight has been plagued by dreams his entire life, only to have all memory of them vanish when he awakens. Now the dreams are coming with more frequency, and they seem to be drawing him to the Amazon. A scientist with a PhD in ichthyology and a dedication to learning all he can about lungfish, whose existence dates back to the Devonian era, David is determined to see what the Amazon holds. His hopes seem about to be answered when Dr. Carlos Avila contacts him. It seems the Brazilian archeologist discovered the remains of a previously undiscovered species on a tributary of the Amazon, and he’d like nothing better than for David to join the expedition to see if more of the creature can be found. Of course David leaps at the opportunity and flies to Pesadelo Bay to join the mismatched team. Once there, he discovers not only does Dr. Avila have his own agenda, but a former conquest as well as a friend who’d saved his life years before are part of the team and are engaged to be married. Meanwhile, the need to sail up the Amazon to find what ... or who ... is calling him there has become more and more pressing, and David must decide which is the most important -- learning what Dr. Avila really is searching for, or finding the answer to his dreams?

Lagoon of Dreams

Nanny was home with her own family, and I knew if I went looking for my mother, I’d be told I was too big a boy to come crying to her in the middle of the night, and she would order me back to my room.


Protests of my own were flung from my mind into the vastness of the void. Stop! Please stop! You’re hurting me! Please, please, please!


Abruptly the pain vanished, and it was as if a soothing blanket of comfort settled over me, as if caring arms embraced me.


I should have been really frightened, but the warmth of that voice in my mind drove all my fears away.


What’s wrong? I ventured to send the question out into the night.


Nothing is wrong, my precious little friend. Come the dawn, everything will be fine. I regret disturbing one so young


I’m not a baby! I thought huffily. I’d caught the image of something small and helpless.


A ripple of wry amusement caressed my mind. Go back to sleep. And thank you


?? In the dream, I found myself becoming very drowsy.


Chapter 16