The dream world shimmered with quiet magic—an ethereal calm cloaking the landscape like a veil spun from silver threads.
Trees glowed with soft bioluminescent hues, and the floating islands overhead moved slowly, their undersides glowing with pale blue runes.
The dream world has become more beautiful after the recent update. It was becoming clear now that the atmosphere had started to settle.
Lilia sat on a velvet cushion beside Alex beneath the large circular pavilion in the heart of the dream forest.
Wooden pillars entwined with ivy held up the crescent-shaped roof, and soft lanterns hovered midair, casting a warm amber glow over the small group seated around a stone table.
Zahara, Mira, Sophie, Lilia, and Alex.
For a moment, Lilia didn't speak. Her violet eyes were wide, not with fear but with quiet wonder.
She had heard of Alex's dream world, of course—he'd mentioned it along with other things about himself—but nothing had prepared her for this.
