Chapter 2: Enter Reality
"This can't be real..." said the hesitant Dream Traveler.
"This is very real, Klonoa. But there is no need for alarm. I'm going to take you home," Kordyla said, giggling. Klonoa's pupils dilated, and he laid in the grass. He took another deep breath.
"Home?" he said quietly to himself, looking at the beautiful ocean above him.
"That's right, Klonoa. We've been wanting to bring you home for a very long time." she said regally.
"A long time," he said, again to himself. He closed his eyes and pondered the concept of time. His eyes flew open, and he sat upright. "Wait a minute! How old am I? Why can't I remember?" he said, as he scratched his head. He was remarkably calm considering the fact that he'd forgotten how old he was. "Oh, no," he sobbed.
He almost started crying again, but Kordyla intervened. "Don't frown. Please don't frown." Klonoa looked up at her symmetrical face. "Soon enough, you will learn. I'm afraid I don't know all of the details..." she said, disappointed in herself.
"Um, I guess we should go then," Klonoa said, unsure of his decision. "Show me the way?"
"Certainly." Her face brightened again. She outstretched her arms. "Come here." Klonoa smiled.
"Yeah." he walked into her embrace without a second thought and returned it, closing his eyes to bask in her warmth. "You... are real."This time it was Kordyla's turn to shed a tear.
Klonoa felt his very body slip away from him, a feeling he would never forget. Remarkably, her comforting warmth never left his side.
"You can open your eyes now," she whispered. He did.