"Mum, I had a dream last night."
Sherry suddenly rubbed up against Mrs Victoria and threw her arms around her, slightly lost in thought.
"Why sweetie, what kind of dream?"
Victoria asked curiously as she gave her a big hug.
"I dreamt that a raven chased away the phoenix and landed itself in a phoenix nest, complete with phoenix coat to receive envious looks from the other phoenixes."
"That's so strange, Mum, why would I have such a dream?"
Victoria just thought that she was stressed and thinking too much and gave a few words of relief.
"Don't be afraid, dreams are fake, a real phoenix is a real phoenix, it can't be replaced by a crow."
"Mum, I remember the old days of wandering, it's so hard ..."
Sherry had tears in the corner of her eyes and twisted her head to jump into her mother's arms.
