01-02-2026, 05:48 PM
The woman looked sad. Sierra knew this wasn't Thalia. "You don't have to leave. Maybe you can help us. You know Tristan, Wyldfire, Sunsnatcher." Sierra wondered what name she knew him buy. She projected an image of the man in to the dream. It was like an image painted in the fog.
"He's lost out here somewhere. You and he will freeze to death if they don't get help. Can you help?"
"He's lost out here somewhere. You and he will freeze to death if they don't get help. Can you help?"

