I was dreaming again. Or, rather, trapped once again in the nightmares that preyed on me whenever I closed my eyes. The usual nightmares that plagued me had again vanished, replaced by a new breed of horror. As my eyes swept over the white emptiness around me, I knew where I was this time. The Waste. Home of the monstrosities that had once been the Uhyre. My shoulders tensed as I turned. Even if this was a dream, I wanted nothing to do with those beasts.
Despite the fact that I was dreaming, the biting wind chilled me to the bone, and I wrapped my arms around myself. Unlike my previous venture into the wilderness, I was ill-equipped in my nightmare. Instead of the leathers and thick cloak I had worn before, I wore a gossamer dress. The thin, pearlescent fabric billowed around me as anothe
