In the beginning, it unfurls just as it did when you first experienced it: the robed figure wielding fire in the barrens, followed by your guide's brutal death at their hands.
Then the dream moves on, carrying you further into the future. You find yourself looking down upon a canopy of winglike sails—from the way they curve across each other, it seems they have been built to carry the wind away, rather than harness it. The sails cast shadows, and you see crowds of people moving in and out of their cooling shade. You understand at once that you are looking at a kind of city.
The dream moves again, and suddenly you find yourself running through the city's dusty streets, beneath the canopy itself. You are sure that you are being pursued, and even more certain that you are lost. Just then, you hear a voice call out to you: "This way!"
You turn to see…