Few know the story how Nassif meet his companion...

It all started with a dream, a very vivid one, that would consume the entirety of one's mind, as it was endlessly calling from the within to urge into the unknown, and the unknown was dreadful, perhaps due to the sheer magnitude of the endless void it brought along, as any attempt to comprehend it, would immediately overwhelm and question one's existence. Yet, something comforting lied there, even native.

As time went on, with daily routines and worries taking it's tall, mind would slowly but steadily heal, as frequency at which Nassif would come back to the memory along with it's crispness had been deteriorating with every visit. It is when, during one of the coldest ever seen winters, Nassif undertook a fairly common quest to help his fellow dream master, collect some plant species that only flourish under the cover of the snow, on the western edge of the Thorn forest, when the snowstorm hit.

Nassif was not struck by the Nature's unpredictability, as he would always foresee weather before it unfolded. So he came prepared, with all the necessary gear and supplies, so after taking a rest along the warmth of the campfire he started, on next day he continued his task, and as he got so carried away with his findings, he completely ignored the fact, that due to heavy snowfall, his tracks would get covered and didn't actively calibrate his whereabouts and bearings as he was steadily venturing into the depths of the forest, and in depths you see little sky...

With limited access to the sky due to forest thick leaves cover and constant cloudiness, he couldn't calibrate correct direction, he was utterly lost..

Seemed like a pretty dire situation of endless roaming thru the unknown territory and steadily running out of supplies.

As he ate thru his provision and limited resources that he could scavenge during the winter earth's offerings, energy and warmth would continue to drain him, it's when the vividness of the dream came to be. This time it was not scary, nor felt threatening, in contrary it warmed his heart and as if under the spell drove him to fearfully venture further and further into the unknowns.

Interchanging light jog, crawling thru the snow from tree to tree and pity attempts of running, he suddenly found himself lying the mud, and it was warm, there was no snow cover, as if something burned from the underneath it.

He raised his head and saw the burning ponds...

To be continued...

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