As the illusory sound of a door closing emanated from the other side of the Moon Realm rift, the Moon Realm Calamity completely severed the connection between the Lake of Entropy and Currere's illusory history.
On the tranquil lake, the three colossal projections lapsed into a protracted silence.
After a considerable time, the eternal being with eight spider legs extending behind Her and a somber crown on Her head spoke, "The Calamity has temporarily sealed off the rift. For the time being, unless The Bounded is willing to assist us in opening the border, only you, The Dreamer, can temporarily exert a large-scale influence on Ravenwood."
In that temporarily fabricated history, the undead who believed they were still Forest Elves had their perception of the world woven from the Lord of Nightmare's dreams.
However, The Dreamer—who was enveloped in mist—refused in a deep voice, "That's between the two of you. It's never been part of my contract."
