Dream Magic: Awakenings
rhythmical weather patterns hid and bridged a sky less elemental than the last. The
ground below was quiet, but not silent; worms and other simple organisms worked to
keep it fertile.
Life breeds life.
The number of layers of life multiplied, masking the more distant and less obvious
loose ends of the realm. Eric heard the chirp of birds, and sensed other small animals
bustling about. It wasn't just grass and trees anymore; many of the plants from the garden
warehouse spread across the land, blooming.
Eric welcomed the realm, and was welcomed back.
* * *
When Eric woke up in his bed, tears flowed down his cheeks. He felt joy, because he
never saw such beauty before. Sadness, too, was overwhelming, because he felt he will
never again experience such beauty in his life.