.oo5 «[Dream] I make my way Oh gonna be such a beautiful day
She stepped through the open gates of Manipura, and the moment her boot touched ground a burst of light, then green rushed along the ground. The process repeated with every step she took, spreading grass and plants along the ground. Her eyes were calm, and she walked with a measure of determination towards the center of the base. Ivy grew up along the walls, and trees were twisting through and around the buildings.
Trotting along at her feet was a tiny little lamb scrambling along on it's stubby legs. Plants sprouted here and there, nothing she recognized but they all looked familiar, from small strawberry plants to tall corn stalks, stuck haphazardly into places where they shouldn't possibly be able too.
Jinana just regarded everything with a measure of confusion, but she fell oddly calm. Manipura had always been the place she belonged. It was hers. She had kept it and her tribe alive, but until now there had been no emotion for the dead land. What she felt though, she wasn't even sure.
Instead of the large pillar in the center of the base, there stood a large willow tree, it's twisted limbs reaching high with stings of leaves hanging low. She just stood and looked at it for a long time, the lamb prancing about awkwardly. She was about to move away when a single shock of color caught her eye, and when she turned she saw a single pink rose amidst a field of grass.
As she went to brush a finger against one of the soft petals, the air seemed to fill with the scent of roses. Then there was someone there, behind her. Before she had the chance to turn around to see who it was, a pair of warm hands covered her eyes.
"Guess who~!"
Argilla?
Jinana spun around, but there was no one there, and what could have been the beginnings of a smile faded.
When Jinana finally woke, she just looked over at the dreamberry with tired eyes and reached over to turn it off.