"This is Reverein, a little town in an ever-growing land made from dreams."
She flourished both hands, and opened them to reveal an ornate moth made of light.
"As we dream, the power of 'dreamotion' grows. It can be stirred through positive emotions as well as negative. I half expected a little rain cloud to billow to life over your head."
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She flourished both hands, and opened them to reveal an ornate moth made of light.
"As we dream, the power of 'dreamotion' grows. It can be stirred through positive emotions as well as negative. I half expected a little rain cloud to billow to life over your head."