For the first time in a long time there was no restlessness. There was no bloodshed or warfare, no heartache or despair. There was only peace. A sweet surrender came over him as he walked through the meadow that was only known to him in childhood. Bladed grassland grew in waves, untouched by drakolexian feet. Jrax'eer reached the crest of a hill and found himself overlooking a vast valley. As he stood on its peak, he could see the hills stretch for as far as the eye could see. The great expanse was serene, the impossibly beautiful scenery remaining forever unchanging.<br/><br/>It was then when he heard it, a voice coming in like a whisper with the wind. A smile crossed his lips and he followed the breeze to find the source of the melody. It felt like an eternity as he crossed the vast expanse of nature, each step bringing renewed vigor into his very bones. A large cliff face appeared before him as he rounded the crest of another hill, atop it was a single large tree that reached up beyond the clouds.<br/><br/>Jrax'eer kicked powerfully against the ground, projecting himself far into the air. The cliff face was covered in uneven stone and it wasn't hard to find a handhold. He reached the top in good time and pulled himself up with ease. The voice was coming from high within the tree and he jumped into its branches. He saw her in the branches high above him, her pink hair tumbling over itself in the wind.<br/><br/>Something jolted him awake and out of his dream, a movement next to him. The silence was thick and he waited for something to make a sound again, but he noticed it was Ama. It was like he forgot where he was for a second and the feeling of relief was sweet as he looked up at her. Suddenly she was nuzzled into him, her head on his chest over his heart. Jrax'eer lay very still with the feeling of utter confusion washing over him. Minutes went by and then an hour, but Ama did not move from him and just like that sleep took him as well.