The patchwork dream of THE Sealed One hung around Noah, and at its center, the Regret glowed.
He had seen enough to know what he wanted. A peek was too little, and a borrowed lifetime was too little. He wanted all of it. Every patch, every stitch, every life the Sealed One had carried back across the Ages, and the thing that let him keep carrying them.
He began!
|Quantum Dream 7 continues.|
|Branch 1: You take hold of THE Sealed One's dream in the tower, and spread into his existence.|
|Minute 2: Control of his existence: 14%.|
|Minute 3: He notices you.|
The smoke turned toward him!
In the glass, at the top of his quiet stone tower, the tall man in plain grey robes stayed perfectly still. He went on looking out at the snow. But inside his dream, every patch in the patchwork rippled at once, and Noah felt an old, careful attention settle on him like a hand on the back of his neck.
