A recurring dream from a fateful night haunts Varian. With a past he couldn't forgive himself for and a future he abandoned, his life in the present is in tatters. But when you're alive, there's hope. The hope comes one day in an unexpected form. The painful past, the meaningless dream and the unexpected way forward force him to make a choice. Stay broken and remain in the sorrow of the past he couldn't change. Or. Pick himself back together and try for one last time, to find the truth about his own dream and its connection to his unforgivable past, all in the hopes of forgiveness of himself, by himself. https://discord.gg/kBKaTtsrpb
Varian's smile faded and he nodded stiffly. "I saw your heart pierced with a sword and Sarah…her…head."
Sarah and Sia both sighed. Now they understood why Varian was in a frenzy.
Sia pointed to the third chair, which was intentionally placed ten feet away from hers.
Varian sat on it without a word. Sarah and Sia also fell silent.
"I thought you two were sleeping?" He asked after a while.
"After the Valos debacle, I was having nightmares about you, so…" Sarah scratched her cheek. "Sleeping is kinda scary."
"And I…I have a very bad history with nightmares." Sia shook her head.
Sarah held Sia's arm and patted her on the back. Sia gave her a weak smile and indicated it was alright.
"…My bad." Varian apologized. "I thought we could relax if we slept like…normal people but failed to consider this situation."
Even now, his heart was still beating hard inside his chest. That nightmare was very realistic since he was an awakener.