[It's a strange thing to know he's dreaming, to be awake yet asleep at the same time. The memories not his own have passed and yet still he lingers in a blurred world of light and shadow. Sometimes, he almost recognizes something in the blurred shapes, and in response, those shapes shift accordingly into that something- someone- he remembers: piercing green eyes and a sardonic smile, cloaked in black shadows]

Arche- [He reaches for him, but the shadows disperse before his fingers come close. He whirls, shouting at the grey nothingness they vanish into] You promised me!

[His heart feels sick, but he doesn't know what else to do but walk and call out through the emptiness as he goes along. There's a vague shape in the distance, hanging a shade darker than the rest in the way Yggdrasil did in Erdrea, and he follows it for lack of any other sort of direction]

I've seen what you wanted me to. I don't know what it means, but I know there are others. Let me wake. Maybe I can help.