Belladonna had a dream.
She dreamt about the Lady in the white flowing gown and long silver hair, she had heard her echoey voice.
It sounded like she was singing, although she wasn't certain about that.
The entirety of the woman's presence, however, filled her with dread, just as it had done before when she held that gem.
She dreamt about Thanatou's soldiers too, they were still struggling against the wall that kept them in their realm.
The invisible wall was developing cracks though, and that was making her start to worry.
Before, she had convinced herself that the things she saw were from the past. But now, she was concerned that the things carved on her head were making her see into another realm, and the time might just be the present.
That woman might be from Thanatou's realm too. Maybe, she was the one helping them go against the wall.
