A Meeting of Souls

It had indeed been a strange journey, and amidst all the possibilities he had considered, the idea of dreamwalking with someone else had never crossed his mind. Concealing his unique gift from the world for so long had hindered his ability to practice it, let alone master it. Yet, it was not just dreamers who could traverse the enigmatic realm of the Fade. Now that the veil had been shattered, he couldn't help but wonder if their plan would still work.

Leave the details to me, he reassured her, his voice carrying a sense of confidence. He extended a piece of parchment to her, its surface bearing a location scrawled in ink. Meet me there when you're ready. With those words, he began to turn away but paused, looking back over his shoulder. Oh, and... don't forget to bring lyrium. We'll certainly need it.

Having conveyed his message, he exited her office. As he walked away, his thoughts continued to churn, pondering the best approach for the ritual that would grant them a glimpse into the unknown beyond.