Leila had a dream. Rare they may, she took them as seriously as she could. For her dreams have never been a casual thing.
Her dream was first composed of deaths. Ceaseless deaths of many. Their skulls were numerous, enough to build a castle out of them. Cries of pain and helplessness fills her ears.
Out of a sudden this scenery changed to something else. It showed her the daycare garden they used to play in. A red haired person seemingly waiting for her alongside a smiling girl. They invoke a feeling of intimacy in her, prompting her to get near them.
But as she stepped forward to get near them, everything changed once again. It brought her to the village. Plenty of beasts were surrounding the village. From their postures, they meant no harm to the people inside for some reason.
