[center][h2][color=firebrick]A Long Way Home![/color] [color=orangered]Passed.[/color][/h2]
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[center][color=orangered]"Dreamworld..."[/color] [color=firebrick]"Excision!"[/color][/center]

Reality shattered before them, bringing a sudden rush of all the sensations which usually come with existing in the physical world. Light, sound, touch, and smell.

She was impressed. By herself. She really had envisioned the grassy riverbank almost exactly as it was.

[color=firebrick]"Wow, so this is Rhea now?"[/color] Dream Clara said, floating next to her. [color=firebrick]"Ooh, that building wasn't there before... [i]That[/i] building wasn't there before... And that one... And that one!"

From their perch, a wide berth of the city high-rise was visible. 

Her body looked solid, but her floating through Clara without realizing showed the true nature of her manifestation. An astral body certainly had unique advantages to it. Perhaps she would feel more at home in such a form, considering the length of time she'd spent in the Dreamworld was greater now than the amount of time she'd spent in a physical body.

[color=orangered]"Time has passed for the both of us, it seems."[/color] Clara said.

They day had just been starting when she passed into the Dreamworld. The sun was a measure from dipping below the horizon. Enough to bathe the surroundings in a golden glow. She stretched, taking in the warmth. It had felt like such a long time since she felt the sensation of sunlight on her skin. A cool breeze drifted through the air.

It had been just as much of a journey learning the workings of the Dreamworld as it was in her journey to uncover her true self. Now they had complete control over it, they could enter and exit as they pleased. She checked her pockets for her phone, but it seemed to be missing. It must have fallen out of her hand before she entered the Dreamworld.

No matter.

[color=orangered]"You've had quite enough time to play these last few years. Come now, it's time for us to return to our rightful place."[/color] Clara said, clapping her hands together to grab her other self's attention.

[color=firebrick]"OK! Let's go!"[/color] She said.

Her enthusiasm followed behind them wherever they went. She supposed there was a basis. Everywhere they could go, there would be something new for her. Wherever she went was a new sensation, because for the first time, she was free. Their parents were dead and gone. Mephisto's influence hung over physical Clara but not Dream Clara. In this form, no one could cage her any more.

[color=firebrick]"You really know the way home from here?"[/color] Dream Clara asked.

[color=orangered]"Of course. I've imprinted every road leading to our halls into my memory by now."[/color] Clara replied casually. [color=orangered]"It is the locus of my power, after all. How would I not know?"[/color]

Her dream's self smiled at her from above. Clara was a little concerned. Had she done something so interesting that it warranted such a thing...? Well, knowing who she was, it was probably nothing.

The golden light bathing their path brought a comfort she hadn't felt in a long time. She knew that this mood was only temporary. In just a moment it could be shattered and laid to waste. Another cult attack, a random incursion. Mankind was at peace, but it always seemed to be a small, unseen step close towards annihilation. But until then she would enjoy these halcyon days. While she still had the ability to.

They rounded the steps to the front gate of St. Lucifer's. The very last students leaving the campus now, but as always her steadfast gatekeeper, Bak Tsarevna. As they approached the be-girled weapons platform, Clara maintained a pleasant smile while Dream Clara waved her arm high above.