April dreams: The sky was blood red, pulsing with unimaginable power and fury. Stormclouds swirled overhead, growing larger and darker with each passing moment. A sudden flash of lightning tore through the sky. The Arcanor mountains quaked and trembled as an enormous clap of thunder rolled across the plush green landscape. April was lying on the fertile soil, her body beaten and broken. The ruins of a once mighty palace towered over her, its tortured foundations cracking and crumbling before her very eyes. April tried to move but found herself paralysed with remorse, unable to tear her eyes from the sight of the palace's last few stones as they collapsed into dust. Suddenly a scream rang out, filling her head, filling the whole world with its desperate misery. She tried to clasp her hands over her ears, but still she could not move. At last the scream began to fade, as did the world around her. It was leaving her...gradually being replaced by an all-encompassing blackness. An all-encompassing nothingness. And as the dream reached its end, an ageless yet somehow familiar voice whispered to her from the inky black depths: "I am Arelia, the Goddess of Valor. The time has come to remember..." Credits: Temple Ruins from DAZ Sky made in Terragen