Gaven saw that nobody was actually telling stories, so he decided to go into his Dreamland. He closed his eyes to the sight of the campfire and opened them to the sight of the field of translucent flowers, flowing in the wind like time was sped up twenty degress. He layed down on the grass and relaxed. He sighed a relaxed sigh. [i]The Dreamplace...[/i] he thought to himself. [i]My favorite place to be.[/i]