[h3]The Hunter's Dream[/h3]
“Ah, I do know Flora,” the doll interjected as Ophelia started to leave, smiling in recognition of the name. “Flora is a different Great One, but a Great One nonetheless. You know them too, Ophelia and Gerlinde; Flora is the Paleblood that binds you to the Dream. The little ones are their messengers.”

Meanwhile the whispers of the Holy Moonlight Sword also replied: “[I]It does not know. It does not remember. It is not whole. If you find its other half, perhaps it will remember. Perhaps it can help. Perhaps.[/I]”