You lay awake at night enchanted with vivid dreams. Night after night you tell yourself that these are only dreams and the fantastic creatures and beautiful lands are all a figment of your imagination. This night was different. Now you are in the Everloom talking with the Weaver about the threads of time and the Weavewomb that is formed from waves of dreams. All that has stopped now and there is no understanding why. Explore the world of dreams which has no reason. Cross the bridge of reverie and see if it leads down the halls of time.