"Yeah, we all saw something," Kire replied, missing the glare Ysaryn gave her. "Not sure what to make of them, though. We'll have to discuss this when we're back outside."

Behind her, the man and his son gasped, particularly at Ysaryn. Myka and Daryll had to quickly assure them that Ysaryn was their friend and not part of the strange forest and its magic. "Speaking of things I can't make sense of, for some reason they believe they're the source of this," Kire murmured. She showed them the statuette the boy had found. "Apparently, they associate it with this thing. I don't know what it is, and if it's a deity, it's not one we recognize. But yeah, let's talk about it outside the forest."

Nothing else happened on their way back to the camp. Once there, Kire gently questioned the father and son about the artifact. They didn’t know anything else about it beyond where they had discovered it. As for the trees, the boy had thought he had summoned them after dreaming about an enchanted wood, right before the forest itself shot up around them. Was this what the Seer meant by magic returning to Amria? And why was there a connection to Ruli’s world? After refilling her water at a nearby well, she returned to the others. 
“Alright. What did everyone see? Did everyone else see a desert?” Kire asked. 
“Yeah, I saw that. Same as the fella who wrote the letter,” Myka grunted, likewise drinking deeply from her own waterskin. “Except I didn’t take my clothes off. I realized where I was before that could happen.” 
“Daryll?”

The scholar frowned, looking down at his hands. “At the beginning, I did see a desert. And a shadow passing overhead, like some giant creature was flying right above me. But—but when I turned around to look, I was back in the forest, and there was a…woman.”
“A woman?”
Daryll furrowed his brow as he tried to recall what she looked like. His thoughts kept going back to the anguish on the woman’s face, the fear in her eyes. “I don’t know who she is, but I know she needs help,” he murmured. 
Kire saw that her cousin was disturbed by what he had seen. [i]Who was she?[/i] When Daryll prodded her to tell her ow version of the visions, she looked back down at the statuette in her hands. “I saw a dragon. The shadow passing overhead. The dragon of our house,” she said, looking back up at them. “And after that, the temple on the hill at Ziad.” She frowned. “That’s all. Besides the strange feeling of—wrongness I felt about the temple. I don’t know why.”