A pair of lovers, a human man and a Turr woman, holding hands ran right through Sabienn from behind. He didn’t see it coming. His vision state that he stood within was not solid enough to provide opposition to their physical or emotional rush. The man was tall and young, and she was short and demure. They both wore clothes of an old-fashioned cut as he had seen in other historical visions.
The shock of the moment took Sabienn aback. His heart skipped as he realized he was in no danger. And before him now the pair stopped before him and laughed telling a joke in a weird accent. They bent into one another and kissed each other and looked into each other’s eyes before hurtling off playfully towards the arena.
Parting words left the woman’s mouth as she dragged her partner behind her. Sabien
