A trickle of water woke up Ned from his quiet stupor. It was then followed by a voice whispering behind him.
"Just go." The voice said.
Ned rolled only to realize that he was sleeping against a plank of woods that leads to a ship in the distance.
"This..." Ned said but his voice was not echoing or giving off the sound. "A dream?" His voice echoed inside his head. "This better be a dream and not the Plain."
Ned stood. Before him was himself in a shining and knightly armor that covers his body. The him stood with his back facing himself, he held the complete peace of the Butterfly. He's got long and silver hair that brushes his shoulders. Like the one he had before O'rriadt was dominated by the ghouls.
"O'rriadt?" Ned said and spun and understood that his dream this time was back at O'rriadt.
"Just go." The Ned inside his dream said.
