Inside a serene and glorious dream.
Noah sat at the end of the dock beside his mother, in plain human skin and white robes, with his feet over the water and a cheap wooden pole in his hands. Seo-yeon lay on her stomach next to them with her chin on her fists, glaring at her line as she had caught nothing this whole time, Amelia making the dream very, very realistic.
“You’re holding it wrong,” Amelia said, her eyes on the water.
“I’m holding it fine! I did it exactly like you, Nana!”
Noah’s mother couldn’t help but smile at being called Nana.
Noah looked at this serene scene as he felt gus existence settling.
Out past the farms and the shore and the edge of the dream, Noah could feel his whole Dream holding steady. Every Dimension he had changed sat quietly where he had put it, the Gaps lay calm, and his three Infinities hummed low and even. It felt like a table with all four legs on the floor.
|Your Shinjitsu is settling into what you have replaced.|
|Stability: rising.|
Seo-yeon’s line jerked at this time.
She shrieked and hauled up a silver fish about as long as her hand, and Amelia laughed so hard she had to put down her own pole.
At such a time…
Then the water went still!
Something heavy had touched the far edge of his Dream, like a hand laid flat across the sky. His smile stayed where it was, but his eyes went somewhere else, and he stood up.
Amelia looked at him for a moment. A mother knows when her son’s attention has gone somewhere far away.
“I’ll be back,” Noah said.
“Mmm, go on,” Amelia said gently. “We will always wait.”
He left the dream. The white robes faded from his shoulders as his night-sky skin returned, with its blue-gold constellations, his horns of light, and the frost along his jaw, and he opened his eyes light years above THE Legacy of THE Acharya.




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