it is here, it is now

A dream is something you want, maybe something you feel. For two so closely tied to the Wave Existence, many of their dreams were probably characterized as a strange, unwanted middle ground between that idyll and true premonitions.

How can you want something when you don't really know you want it?

That's what Fei had been struggling with. Dreams, like music, are funny things.

Standing here, Elly in his arms, the Pendant of Nisan dangling in some high-up artefacted place where he will never ascend again, Fei dreams. Oh, how he dreams, dreams, dreams.

But he is no longer asleep.