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I was no stranger to surprises, but this… this was different.
A fellow dreamwalker, and not just any dreamwalker — a Prize.
My mind raced.
If she was indeed like me, could she access my dreams?
Could she learn my secrets?
The implications were immense.
In a prison like Ikmal, knowledge was power, and the knowledge of my abilities could be a weapon in the wrong hands.
My immediate instinct was to retreat, to shield myself, and lay low.
Her pull was undeniable.
The touch of her gaze, the enigma she presented, the melody of her presence, her tantalizing essence, all beckoned me forth.
Curiosity, that insatiable flame, burned bright.
I needed to know more about her, to understand her abilities, and perhaps, form an alliance or at least an understanding.
To seek her out, I would have to do what I had, for so long, managed to avoid; and fight in the pits.
I wasn’t about to head into them without the proper preparation.
I sighed.
I had hoped to enjoy the companionship of a Prize and then turn in for the night.
Instead, I had a long night of sabotage ahead of me.
Rest, fellow dreamwalker.
For it won’t be long before we’re reunited once more.
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GRACE
My eyelids fluttered open, the remnants of my dream-world encounter clinging to me like morning dew on spider webs.
For a moment, I felt disoriented, caught between the realm of dreams and the stark reality of Ikmal prison.
The touch of the male’s gaze still lingered on my skin, warm and strangely familiar.
A question hung in the air:
Was he real?
I sat up and glanced around the Prize Pool.
Females of various races and appearances were scattered across the cots, expressions lost in deep sleep.
Some have resided here a few decades, having been here long enough to build a sense of camaraderie.
Others, like me, were relatively new, each day giving me something that made my eyes wide with disbelief.
