-Claire's P.O.V.-
I am in a field of flowers that I don't recognize, unable to control my own actions yet able to feel everything else. The field of flowers is strange, yet I get the same feeling I used to get from the clearing near the cliff, happy. It strikes me that in this dream I can actually feel, it surprises me I can even dream, I haven't had a dream since the day I woke up and let go of my emotions.
I watch myself walk through the field, the dress I was wearing seemed to be lifted by the wind. It was a comfortable dress, guess I could say that at least that part was still me. A wolf approaches me, it is the color grey with what appears to be Jake's stormy grey eyes, as the wolf gets close I notice there is a little boy in his back, laughing as the wind blows on his face. As I lo
