Hasir saw his consciousness mold into various forms as his mind rattled off the frantic possibilities of his impending early dimise. An image formed in his mind window and widened. The argonian found the ground advancing fast. The next thing the argonian knew, he was staring at the same Hist tree that he had a few months ago.
A familiar cyan Argoian greeted at the young Argonian.
"Greetings, Hasir. May I ask why you've yet again graced this realm?"
Hasir shook his head to clear the murkiness of his water-logged mind.
"Nice to see you too, Teetaka. I, er, well... I..." He said, stammering until he found his voice. "I came to this realm by accident, actually, I was thinking about all the terrible things waiting for me, and I thought of this place, and-"
Teetaka strode over to him and placed a hand on his shoulder.
"Calm your waters, my son." She said gesturing to the Hist tree. "Come, embrace the bark and we will see why you are here."
Hasir nodded and placed his hands upon the bark. Instantly, he felt a warmth spread through his body as well as images race through his mind. All of them difficult to discern.
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