Meditation on the Mountain

As you drift into silent meditation after descending down the mountain, you feel an unexpected sense of peace. For a moment, you glimpse the home you once had in the forest as well as the faces of your parents.

You hear your mother’s voice singing a merry tune as your father tells you a story before your nightly rest. Your eyes fix on a pendant that he always wore. It was a shining silver horn with a tip of what appeared to be black onyx, darker than any other natural substance that you can recall.

Your vision blurs and it is replaced by a flash of green scales and a fountain of fire. You hear screams and the sound of burning trees. A sense of dread fills you as your vision blurs.

Your eyes clear, and you see the faces of your friends.

First Swun, whose eyes have turned liquid purple brighter than the most brilliant Iris you have ever seen. His skin is pale white, and not marred by the wounds that you know he currently has. He snaps his fingers, and a shower of brilliant gold sparks flicker forth and then fade before you.

Next, you see Lumbar, who wears a halo of dancing flame and a deeply burned brand of a Red Wyrm on his bear chest. He raises a gigantic waraxe that you recognize as Clegg’s. He is wearing greaves constructed of black dragon scales and his trademark Shambling Mound underwear.

Finally you see Goudy, whose body is covered in strange glowing lines and markings. On the back of her hand, you see a bright white symbol gleaming in the firelight. Her hair is grown in fully and she appears to be happily dancing around. She raises a tankard in a toast to you as your vision of her fades.

You see trees, sky, and bright sunlight all around you. Your vision scans the lines of the mountains above looking carefully for something. Far in the distance, you see Alle swooping toward you. She gets quite close, before wheeling straight upwards. You follow the majestic outline of her body as her wings spread out in front of the Sun.

The last thing you see before you awake is her silhouette in the sunlight. Your eyes open as the sun begins to rise.

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