BACK TO THE BEGINNING — A possible world

She saw creatures of different species sharing the paths. Dwarves could approach villages without anyone rushing to hide their treasures. Dragons still had wings, strength, and fire, but no longer needed to use them to prove they mattered more than anyone else.

She heard birds singing freely. She saw fertile earth and waters tended by those whose lives depended on them. The little ones laughed; the grown-ups could join them without being ashamed of their own joy.

There were still differences. The creatures kept their own shapes, their tastes, their ways of doing things. Peace had not erased that variety.

Skyblue gazed at a world where fear no longer governed every encounter.

Tears welled in her eyes. She wanted to step into that vision, to stay there, to rest in the certainty that everything had been resolved.

As she drew closer, she understood what she was seeing.

It was a possibility.

It held the promise of life, waiting for the choices and actions that could give it form. The Source was letting her see it so she could carry it with her. It was not sparing her the journey back.

Skyblue breathed in the vision. She felt it find a place in her heart beside the flame, the lotus, and all the presences she had encountered on her journey.