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I reached out to touch a nearby tree, and its bark shifted under my fingers, turning from rough to silky smooth.
It felt alive like it had its own heartbeat.
Every sense was heightened, every detail magnified.
The distant singing of a bird sounded like a full-blown orchestra to my ears.
Suddenly, the scene shifted.
The sun-drenched meadow transformed into a darker, more chaotic version of itself.
The pleasant chirping of birds was replaced by the alarming screech of unseen creatures.
The rumbling of the volcano grew louder, its eruptions casting a fiery glow over everything.
A sense of impending doom filled the air, and a palpable tension settled over the meadow.
Fleth, as a child, seemed oblivious to the danger, his focus entirely on his toys.
Then, from the edge of my vision, a figure emerged.
A female, her features a blur but her intentions clear.
With a sense of urgency, she rushed towards the young Fleth, scooping him up in her arms.
His startled cry pierced the air, full of confusion and fear. “My toy!” he wailed, reaching out towards a wooden figurine he’d dropped in his mother’s haste.
The female didn’t pause.
She wrapped him in a cloth, shielding him from the ash that was now raining down.
Her actions were swift and precise, a mother’s instinct to protect her child overriding everything else.
I felt a pang of sympathy for the young Fleth, witnessing a traumatic memory from his past.
The loss of that toy, though seemingly insignificant in the face of a volcanic eruption, symbolized something much deeper.
A loss of innocence, perhaps, or a moment that shaped his future self.
Tix pulled me close, his grip on my hand tightening. “We need to leave,” he whispered, urgency evident in his voice.
The dreamworld was growing more chaotic by the second, the line between reality and nightmare blurring.
As we began to pull away, I took one last look at the young Fleth, his wails growing fainter as the distance between us increased.
His mother’s protective embrace, her unwavering determination to keep him safe, stayed etched in my mind.
It was a reminder that even the fiercest warriors had their vulnerabilities, moments from their past that shaped them.
More than anything, it was a testament to the enduring bond of love and the lengths we’d go to protect those we cared about.
Unfortunately, the dream wasn’t over yet.
It was about to get a whole lot worse.
* * *
The escape from the erupting volcano wasn’t linear.
