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White

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Rebirth

Something brushed against her brow – rough and yet gentle. It could not be another dream, for this touch was surprisingly warm. She breathed deeply, fighting her way out of the shadows.

The touch disappeared, replaced by a sharp wind, clean and crisp and scentless. It swept the darkness away, spreading the warmth from her brow to the rest of her body. And as the nightmares fled, she saw a line of tall mountains, with stars glistening in the canopy above – and beyond that, silver seas and a vast green shore.

Then she stepped into a beam of light, and found herself whole again.