Dream 2 (Carys)

Part 1

The darkness around you is hard and confining. You feel as if you have been moved somewhere small, although you cannot see the walls.
A deep and slow rumbling intrudes, a conversation that you intuitively understand is taking place not over minutes, but over decades.
“Who … disturbs … us?”

Part 2

You fall, suddenly, out of the darkness and into a room made of knotted and gnarled roots. Above you the ceiling is packed, dark dirt. Two wooden doors lurk on opposite sides of the room.

Dream 2 (Carys)

Ask Not For Whom the Bell Tolls Vecna Vecna