Well this was stupid. Why had she even come here? There was literally nothing here. She should be back at work, working on a cure. She couldn't afford any more silly trips like this one.
The small quiksylph buried her head in her hands, close to tears. The dream had been so real and so close to after visiting the wishing well? She could still hear her love's voice begging her to come, begging her to find her somewhere in these vast plains.
It was just a dream, she'd tried repeating it to herself over and over but she couldn't get it out of her head.