I was watching two scenes play out at once. I stood in some kind of bright void between the two scenes. When I looked to my left, I was watching a very, very young boy interacting with a woman I somehow instinctively knew was his mother. She was in a full sari, Her long black hair was sweeping over her shoulder as she bent down to be closer to the level the young boy was. The young boy had his back to me so I had no idea if it was Cicero or not. The woman had several bangles up her arm and she was beaming at the young boy. She removed one of them, saying something to the young boy as she handed it to him. Folding it in his tiny hand before leaning forward and kissing him on the forehead.
To my right was Cicero, he was somewhat older than the Cicero I knew in real life. He had a noticeable
