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I found myself walking through a mist. The mist was the purest white, and swirled around me slowly, obscuring my surroundings. A figure appeared in the mist ahead. The figure came closer. Closer. It was a man.
He seemed to glide, rather than walk, out of the mist and straight to me. I didn’t move – just stood and stared. I could see his body and clothing fairly clearly, but couldn’t see his face. He reached out both arms to me, and I stepped forward eagerly to him.
I found I was no longer in chains, and I held my arms out to him.
I knew this man was Darion. I didn’t know how I knew – I still couldn’t see his face – but I knew.
Just as he was about wrap me up in his arms and take me away with him, he started to move back and fade away.
“No… don’t go!” I begged, but he disappeared i
