The raven took flight, her wings audible as they beat the air. Hennessy watched it all with some amazement. She and Ronan had been out of place while hiking, yes, but he was not out of place here. He belonged in this strange lush forest with his strange dark bird. “You dreamt this place,” Hennessy said. “Sort of.” “Sort of?” “I had a dream, and after it, Lindenmere was here,” Ronan said. “But I think I might have just dreamt of it where it existed somewhere else, and then my dream was just the doorway for it. It’s a forest because that’s what my imagination could hold for it. It was limited by
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