Rhiannon

(Excerpt) Rhiannon flicked on the light near her bed, held the covers tightly tucked beneath her chin, and stared st the ceiling. She glanced to the small book on her bedside table, then quickly away. Anything, so she didn't have to look at that book ... calling her, waiting for her to pick it up. Had the gypsy spoken the truth? Was she, Rhiannon, indeed, the reincarnation of Ona, the Great Queen?