The Search for Xanar

Interlude-A dream of Dalusere

There was music everywhere.

A concert featuring every song never heard, it was a bazaar dedicated to the favourite child of the Van-Wildersteins, A celebration of his finest work, His Magnum opus..... Dalusere!

The last brick had been laid more than a year ago, or was it 10? 100? 1000? 1000000? Time felt different for every denizen of Dalusere, The City that even the gods envied, A dream that never ends..... It's great walls filled with the hopes and ideas of many souls yet to be born.

The little boy looked around, In awe of the festivities, He had never seen such wonder, An aurora of milky white light enveloped the city, It's glass walls reflected the holy light off it's surface.

It burned no one and nothing, Instead it gave all who were bathed in it an euphoric sensation, Along the like of reuniting with an old friend.

The air smelt different to everyone, Often a collection of their favourite scents from their past lives and lives yet to come, The people varied in Size, Race and Age