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Know ThyselfGhile opened his eyes. He was in the dreaming. He was in the clearing surrounding the Great Oak. He found it strange. He assumed he would enter the dreaming at the same place he went to sleep on Allwyn since he was in the same place. He guessed it didn't work that way.
The Great Oak stretched upwards before him, overshadowing the other trees, its upper boughs lost in the dark grey clouds. Thunder played in the distance.
The Great Oak was not the only thing that was different. In Allwyn, many of the trees on the island were silvertrees. Ghile took in the trees around the clearing and didn't see even one.
Even with the differences, it was obviously the same place and Ghile wanted to know why.
“Where are you, Adon?” he called. Only wind answered.
“Muk? What about you?”
