[color=92278f]"Time for you to wake up."[/color]
Furnace woke to the strange melodic sound of chirping.
Kelvin was still asleep next to him so he carefully crawled out of the tent.
He had dreamt that night. Not just words but lights and visions.

[color=92278f]"Something big. Something proud."[/color]

These words echoed in his mind when he stared into the smouldering remains of the camp fire.
Furnace rubbed his forehead while scanning the tent, Alula was nowhere to be seen.
He wondered why he wondered these things, and why he felt the need to touch his head.

Looking around Furnace also noticed Carver sitting in the grass looking at the bright orb of energy rested on hills in the far distance.
So peaceful the man sat there in silence. Furnace sat down beside him and stared at the sunrise with him.
He'd seen the thing before, high in the sky and falling slowly. Then it would rise again later. Furnace began to assume this always happened.
Furnace liked the idea. To have a ready supply of light and warmth from time to time.
And the waves of energy laced in the rays of light, woven so brilliantly made the source a sight to behold.
He thought back to the energy he'd see wave of Carver some time ago before they had slept.
Looking at the patterns he confirmed his earlier guess that their nature was the same.
Furnace broke the silence.
"It's beautiful isn't it?"