The Isle of the Monsters
Asahi drifted through the dream world. A part of him knew that he was dreaming, while another part wondered how everything appeared so real. His body, weighed down with exhaustion from the last few weeks of adventure and sated from lovemaking, remained wrapped in his lover’s arms. His mind was a different matter.
He felt refreshed and alert. Vivid colors and strange images floated past him, and he turned around, taking in the amazing vision of stars, planets, and galaxies all around. The dream seemed real, yet when he reached out to touch a planet, his fingers passed through it.
“Hello, Asahi.”
“Aminta,” he replied, startled.
Aminta emerged out of the darkness, looking more like gold stardust than her last form. She solidified as she walked closer.
“Is this a
