And All Things Will End
She looks at you with glumly as you detail what small remnants of your dream that you can remember. Your tale is disjointed and nonsensical, the illusory nature of dreams combined with your poor memory making for a bad retelling. You trail off when you notice Aela gradually losing interest.
"Oh, I'm sure its nothing." She says placatingly as your story reaches its anticlimactic end.
"Oh, I'm sure its nothing." She says placatingly as your story reaches its anticlimactic end.