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“Did she have one of them night terrors?” Asked one of the sprouts. “I had one once. My mammy had to sploosh water on my face then cuddle me ‘till I fell asleep!”The Kistoon smiled a surprisingly handsome grin and shook his head. “These weren’t normal dreams, little sprout. Braama fell asleep so soundly, and so near the time of that powerful eruption, that her mind traveled to a strange place. You’ve heard of the Undervine?”
The sprouts nodded vigorously. The Undervine was where Tendraam were said to return when they died, to be nestled in Maarla’s boughs again.
“Braama dreamed herself there. She walked along Maarla’s limbs, talked with nearly invisible Tendraam she never knew…”
“She talked t’ the dead!?”
“Mmmhmm, she walked among them, though apart. And then, off in the distance she spotted a familiar, faintly glowing face – her mother!”
The sprouts pressed in on the Kistoon, their curiosity for the Undervine fueling their courage. The Kistoon continued as if he were talking about the weather.