The huntress had been asleep, napping away the afternoon for a bit in the shade of one of the trees in the Untamed Lands - only, upon waking, she had found herself lying prone on a cold, stone floor caked with dust and ashes. It stank of decay, of something old and unused, and she rolled herself to her feet in moments to glare about, trying to get her bearings.
Only... there were none to get. It was like being dropped into a monochrome painting, only it felt and smelled and sounded far, far too real.
Voices echoed nearby, and Vervain stepped closer to them before noticing, out of the corner of her eye, a familiar looking man kneeling in the dirt.
"Remi?" Vai crossed to him, dropping to lean down and rest a hand on his shoulder hesitantly. "Are you... what happened?"
Only... there were none to get. It was like being dropped into a monochrome painting, only it felt and smelled and sounded far, far too real.
Voices echoed nearby, and Vervain stepped closer to them before noticing, out of the corner of her eye, a familiar looking man kneeling in the dirt.
"Remi?" Vai crossed to him, dropping to lean down and rest a hand on his shoulder hesitantly. "Are you... what happened?"
