In the Night Garden's dream, it was a tree.
A towering tree that stood upon the surface of a calm sea, bathing in starlight and caressed by warm winds. Millions of leaves rustled on its branches peacefully, echoing the distant murmur of the gentle waves. Far away, storm clouds were gathering with the promise of a cleansing rain.
Nightmare appeared on a wide branch of the titanic tree, surrounded by shadows. Sunny looked around and remained silent for a while. A strange expression appeared on his face.
"Well, that is… odd."
Jet, who seemed quite uncomfortable atop a horse, let go of his waist and jumped down. Touching the weathered bark of the enormous branch briefly, she looked up and asked in an incredulous tone:
"What? Traveling to the dream of an ancient living ship?"
Sunny shook his head.
"No? That's perfectly normal."
He paused for a few moments, casting his shadow sense far and wide, then sighed.
