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“Exactly,” he said with a proud smile, “and with time, you’ll master it.”
I could hear the distant chime of a dreamworld clock, a reminder that our time here was finite.
I wanted to use every second wisely.
“Again?” I asked, determination evident in my voice.
Tix chuckled, the sound rich and melodious, “Again.”
As we delved deeper into the intricacies of the dream realm, I felt a connection not just to this fantastical world but also to Tix.
Every moment we spent together strengthened our bond.
We were not just prisoners trying to escape; we were two souls intertwined by fate, navigating the challenges of the dreamworld side by side.
* * *
The second section of the assault course was open and expansive, a flat terrain stretching out under a dreamy, twilight sky.
Its serenity was at odds with the complex maze of the first section, and I felt both calm and curious.
As Tix and I approached, I took a moment to marvel at the dream sky.
It was a tapestry of deep purples and soft blues, dotted with shimmering stars that left trails of silver dust.
I could hear the soft whistle of dream wind, carrying with it burning embers and night-blooming jasmine.
Tix turned to me, eyes glinting with mischief. “This section, Grace, is about transforming oneself. The dreamworld doesn’t just respond to external commands. It can also mirror your internal desires, amplifying them to manifest physical changes.”
I squinted at him, not entirely understanding. “So, I can … become anything?”
“In essence, yes. Remember, the dreamworld demands balance. Your transformation should not only reflect your desires but also resonate with the realm.”
Before I could ask further, Tix took a step back, extending his arms wide.
Then, with a swift movement, he pulled them back as if drawing an invisible string.
When I blinked, I saw him holding a bow, the string taut, an arrow nocked and ready.
Without a word, Tix released the arrow.
It soared high, leaving a fiery trail in its wake.
As it reached the peak of its trajectory, there was a blinding explosion, and the fire arrow transformed into a majestic dragon.
Its scales shimmered in hues of gold and crimson, and its wings, vast and powerful, flapped with grace, sending gusts of warm, spicy-scented wind in every direction.
The sound was a deep, resonant rumble, a mix of a roar and a purr, echoing through the vastness of the dream realm.
I felt the heat on my face as the dragon swooped down, its enormous wings casting shadows over the empty seats of the arena.
Its presence was awe-inspiring, yet there was an underlying warmth and familiarity to it.
I realized that the dragon was a reflection of Tix’s inner self — strong, protective, yet gentle and kind.
“That was… incredible,” I managed to say, my voice filled with awe.
Tix smiled, his chest heaving slightly from the exertion. “Your turn, Grace. Remember, it’s about balance and resonance. Let your innermost desires guide your transformation.”
