You want to continue practicing, but you feel extremely tired. It's been a long day and you've used a lot of energy for spells. The exhaustion is just to much for you, and you fall asleep.
"Saphira?"
This time, in your dream you met Saphira again. She appeared floating in front of you. However, she said absolutely nothing.
"What happened last night? Someone else visited... Then..."
She shakes her head sadly, and then vanishes.
You wake up with a start.
"A dream? Or was it.... Dang it, I can't tell the difference between a dream and when someone is screwing with my head anymore."
You get up, and look at the time, realizing you're going to be late for work. You run to get dressed, and realize, you're still a three year old, and naked from last night.
Screw it you think. You've been through a lot today, and decide just to call in sick. Besides, last time you went to work you were nearly killed by a lawn gnome.
You pick up the phone, to call in to work.
"Hello?" Your boss.
"I'm sick, I'm not going to be able to come into work today."
". . . Is this a joke?"
"No I'm really sick! It's!" At this point, you realize you did not change yourself back to an adult before calling.
"Erm. Yes." You try to lower your voice, and give your boss your name. "I'm very sick, it's why my voice is so screwed up. I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in today."
"Riiiight."
"Anyways..."
You hang up the phone, before your boss could object to your sickday.
Well, you have the day off. You'd love to spend it relaxing, but you're pretty sure fate will intervene soon enough sending you on some death-defying quest to get yet another one of the books.
However, you decided to go ahead and tempt fate, and just sit down for a moment, and rest.