I didn’t know how it ended.
But it began anew on the cold, stone floor under the blue sky.
The dreadful, chilly sensation quickly forced me to get on my feet, even before my groggy mind allowed me to even consider what was going on, where I was and, more importantly, why.
I was on the paved clearing - a large, stone slab covered with carved runes forming nondescript, yet intricate patterns, surrounded by the dilapidated stone ruins almost entirely consumed by the forest around.
My home was gone. Everything was gone, and I had no idea what happened.
But I did not have the chance to think about how ridiculous the whole situation was.
Even before I could guess whether this is a bad dream or not, it immediately became even crazier.
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