A great shifting had begun, as cogwheels turned in the recesses of a mind no longer restrained by petty, uncomfortable rules meant for ignorant semislaves. Even though a third party reverted all that had been changed, the experience had already taken hold in Reed.
It'd been too extraordinary a memory to have not affected him, even in passing.
When Reed awoke, he found himself in the embrace of unfamiliar scenery, but quickly recognized it. The unmistakable scent of a colored incense found only in Citlai immediately gave it away.
"The essence of adyllia berries and crushed Rathi leaves," said Reed as he worked his mind back into operation. "I know this scent."
A familiar voice chuckled and replied, "You have the nose of a dabu, Ka'an. It seems the concerns we had were unnecessary, after all." It was a voice with immense gravitas and warmth unlike any other Reed had ever heard and was unforgettable to him.