He opened his eyes, and there was still darkness. But there were sounds and a lot of them. Looking around he found there was no one near by. Taking his first step he struggled to stand and fell to one knee. He took a breath and pushed himself to stand up and managed to stay balanced this time. Before him was a large leaf and slightly to the left he saw a road. A gush of wind brushed against him and he shivered. Breaking his gave from the road he looked around now that his eyes began to adjust to the darkness. He paced a bit, keeping his eyes on the road. Stopping he thought for a moment and looked down at himself, he blended in except for some dim markings on his arms and chest. Bright red glow emanated from his legs and arms. Finally making up his mind he took one last look around and made for the road.

The sun began to rise. The newborn Sylvari raised a hand up to protect his eyes from the sun; he looked around and saw an opening to a cave. He dashed in and things quickly became dark again. Then after a bit of jogging and tripping and hurting and falling, he began to see a dim purple light coming from deeper in the cave. Slowing down he followed the light and eventually reached a large cavern, in the middle was a dome made up of thorns and brambles that fell in through a hole in the ceiling along with the dim purple light. It was damp but not cold he liked the way it felt. Then he heard things he had never heard before curiously, he made his way to the dome. There was a gap in the dome and he stepped through. He saw things that were like him, things he had seen in the dream. They all stopped what they were doing and looked at him. They all looked at each other and made a noise he had never heard before. One walked over to him and put its arm around him, it was like him but different. It put an arm around him and did something with its head. He looked at the others whatever they were, he liked them.