Under the flickering candlelight, Ethan quickly fell asleep.
Perhaps because the pillow and bedboard were too hard, Ethan had a rare nightmare.
It was a peculiar nightmare; he was very aware he was in a world of dreams, where he saw things that did not exist in reality. The sky was black, interwoven with sprawling roots, appearing as if the sky and ground had been reversed. Beneath his feet was a void-like darkness, yet he stood above it in defiance of the laws of physics.
In the sky composed of roots, a massive figure hung inverted, so gigantic it became the center of this dream world, filling everything within sight.
Ethan heard a faint call, coming from an unknown entity not far from him.
