Running, chasing, leaping, diving. Need to move, get away, escape. Faster, harder, further, they're coming, got closer, push harder. Didn't mean to, was an accident, never wanted to, happened, have to move, stillness is pain, pain is death. Through river, wet, need to keep moving, tired, so tired, and hungry, no food, no time. Move, closer, closing in, faster, tumble off root, stillness, they're here. No, no, no, no no no no nonononononononononononononononono! Pain, don't want death, want to live, roots rise, stab, bind drag, screams, terrified, blood so warm, head hurts, put pain stopped. Tired, so very tired, roots wrap around, move to tree, put on branch, eyes close, sleep comes, stillness, alive.
Opening his eyes, Nevas awoke with a start. That dream....shaking his head he noticed that the sun was almost up, maybe an hour till, so he untied himself and began to climb back down to the ships deck. Upon reaching the bottom the druid stretched his back, eliciting many satisfying cracks, before moving to the railing to appreciate the view of the sea in the early morning light. Remembering the end of his conversation with Marvina, she did say she seen and enjoyed sunrises, so maybe the lass is going to be up soon.