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The formations weren’t the dull gray I was accustomed to and instead shimmered with hints of gold and jade, reflecting the light from the three suns above.
Embedded within the cliffs was a sprawling network of caves. “That’s where I grew up,” Tix pointed.
The entrance to his cave home was adorned with intricate carvings, symbols, and signs in a language foreign to me.
As we entered, the temperature dropped, and I suddenly missed the warmth outside.
My fingers brushed against the walls, feeling the rough textures and the tiny ridges of the carvings.
My ears caught the faint, soothing sounds of distant water drips.
The cave was surprisingly spacious and divided into different sections reminiscent of rooms.
Each section told a story of laughter, family gatherings, heartbreak, and of dreams.
In one corner stood a loom with half-finished fabrics, the colors vibrant and the patterns exquisite.
They felt soft to touch, like gossamer threads interwoven with dreams.
“Did your family make these?” I asked, taking in the tapestries that adorned the walls, the tablecloths, and even the beddings.
“Yes,” Tix’s eyes glinted with pride. “It’s a family trade, passed down through generations. My mother was especially skilled. Every pattern tells a story, a legend of our people.”
We left the cave, and he led me to the fields he once worked on.
Rows upon rows of curious-looking plants spread before us, their leaves a deep shade of purple and their flowers a fiery red.
They emitted a strange soft, musical hum, and when I bent down to touch one, it vibrated gently, sending ripples of sound that played with the songs of its neighboring plants.
The earth beneath my feet was moist and spongy, and I couldn’t resist digging my fingers in, feeling the cool, damp soil.
“These fields,” Tix said, looking out at them with a mix of fondness and sorrow, “they sustained us. But they also bound us.”
The weight of unspoken dreams hung thickly.
Tix, despite the otherworldly beauty of his home, seemed trapped by its traditions and expectations.
He took me by the hand, and the world shimmered in that way it always did in the dreamworld when I shifted.
Now we were sat on the edge of a cliff overlooking the fields we had occupied just a moment earlier, legs dangling, the wind carrying tales of ancient times and lost dreams.
The tri-colored day gave way to a deep blue night dotted with a million twinkling stars.
Tix took a deep breath, his eyes on the horizon. “You know, I always loved working those fields. However, deep down, I always wanted something else, something more.”
I turned to look at him, our eyes meeting in silent understanding.
Underneath the skies, amidst memories of another time, two souls connected, yearning for more, always searching for something beyond the familiar fields of their lives.
* * *
Our journey took a more intimate turn next.
In an instant, the vast expanses vanished, replaced by the serene quietness of a thick, ethereal forest.
The trees here weren’t the green I was used to but rather a beautiful iridescent hue, each leaf shimmering with colors from a forgotten rainbow.
“Where are we now?” I whispered, my voice hushed in reverence to the place.
