As the sequence of events unfolded before him, the initial sensation of emerging from a hazy dream gradually transformed into a bewildering, surreal experience.
What had begun as a semblance of waking up now felt like descending into yet another enigmatic dream.
Xylon, with his heightened and somewhat erratic awareness of the dream realm, found himself lost in the intricate tapestry of his own perceptions.
Moments that should have been clear and distinct often blurred together, leaving him uncertain of the reality he was inhabiting.
Then, in a pivotal moment, as she uttered his human name, a sudden jolt of recognition surged through him.
Xylon's gaze shifted downward, and to his astonishment, his arm had transformed back into its human form.
He stood there, bewildered, fully restored to his human self, and the inexplicable events that had unfolded continued to baffle his senses.
