This dream walk started off differently than all the others. Braelyn knew it was happening, which was a first. She felt like she was spiraling down, like she was falling and spinning through time and space. She gradually slowed until she landed softly on a pile of feathers and furs. Scrambling to her feet as quickly as she could Braelyn looked around the room to see where she had ended up. It was the room she had gone to before, the one with the doors. But it looked different somehow, newer maybe, possibly brighter. But the biggest change in the room was the fact that there was only one door this time. She walked up to the door and read the inscription on it, The Truth. Just below the inscription was a picture, a Canatua and a Dorazuun locked in battle. Braelyn opened the door and stepped through it.