RETH
He fell asleep thinking of her, praying for her and Elreth, and then dreamed of her.
As his body finally sank deep into fitful rest, his mind began to churn and reach, clinging to his prayers, clinging to his love, yearning… stretching.
In the way of dreams, everything was wrong, but he didn't even think to question it.
She bloomed in his mind from nowhere and he gasped.
Elia was in a large room, very square and precise, with incredibly high ceilings. A human place. From his time in that world he recognized the overly-decorative furniture and unnatural patterns on the wall. The human obsession with perfect lines and sharp corners.
