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Hell of a way to welcome someone.

I'm guessing I'm not the only one who's been seeing things, either.

Least I know I'm not going crazy.

No. You're not.

Some of the dreams are pretty disturbing, though. How bad was yours?

[ Mom!Sheena already at work here. ]

I've seen worse.

[ So has Sheena, but seeing someone else's memories is still kind of disturbing. ]

If you don't mind me asking, what was your vision about?

His name was Faias. His legs were both having one hell of an identity crisis.

Broken one moment, all fixed the next. Like that.

Were they totally healed? Because I know people who can cast healing magic, but broken bones still need extra time to completely knit together.

Otherwise, I'd hate to think of what that means.

Sometimes they were. Sometimes they weren't.

They really didn't stay any one way for too long.

Edited 2018-07-31 01:48 (UTC)

[ There's a long moment before Sheena replies. ]

I wonder if time had elapsed between the images? You know, the way dreams tend to deal with time?

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