As thought would be, Stephan remembered his mother's stories and how they made him have nightmares. He feared that the journey ahead would have all his nightmares so he set on acquiring what he needed to know from the little creature. He wanted to know the tricks and how to wake up from the dream, how to push their consciousness to return to their main bodies.
"If Armana means Aspiration Reminisce Mana then, what does it truly mean?" Aurora was curious about it.
The Armana looked at them, not knowing the answer either. It didn't know what it was either. The knowledge they sought was in the dreams and the world's unexpected beliefs. It tilted its head cutely and then returned singing. This time, the tune was eerie and dark. The head moved from left to right and then from right to left, bouncing as the eyes kept on them, causing them to feel disturbed.
The Armana stopped singing abruptly and then addressed them with its small childish voice.
