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February 27, 2011

Their conversation trailed out after that. Nathan went back to reading his tablet while Dan felt into an uncomfortable, restless sleep. He dreamed of standing outside on the flat volcanic plain, only this time it was no longer dormant, and he was no longer himself. A fierce, hot wind lashed at him, whipping his hair into a blonde halo—only it wasn’t his hair, any more than the bare, slender arms he crossed below his chest were. 

Standing in front of her were two men, one with dark hair, a beard, dressed in armor, and holding a sword.