The following is a dream, no interaction is required.
You find yourself in a crystal city, all around are megaliths of perfection, gleaming in an unnatural way like delicate perfect crystals growing tall from the Earth, perfectly aligned, perfectly in rows on an impossible scale. You stagger as you look up to the clouds these crystalline constructions seem to scrape the sky.
All around you are humans in strange garb of all shapes, races and sizes rushing here and there, more than you've ever seen or known could coexist in one small plaza, none even glance your way as you stand on seemingly finely chiseled stone. Some brush by, some bump you as if you're not even there, but you can feel them as they pass, you can feel their wakes as they pass. You're perplexed by the looks on their faces, some determined, some seemingly in a zone, as if they aren't even cognizant of their path, expressionless and simply walking at a brisk pace, you wonder if they even know where they're going.
As you acclimate to this scene other sounds assault your senses, giant shining metallic beasts of all the colors of the rainbow race by, growling and howling with an unnerving tones. No one seems to think twice about them, barely minding them as they pass, even walking directly in front of them, they are seemingly completely fearless, or completely oblivious.
You smell a scent of decay and waste amid sweeter scents, perfumes, colognes, leather and incense, chemicals, burning weeds, and somewhere in the distance, cooked meat.
Your eye catches someone familiar, you're near tears at her sight, someone who can make sense of all this, someone who can rescue you from this din before you collapse from overstimulation assuming a giant beast doesn't just run you over as countless humans walk by, uncaring, oblivious or otherwise engaged.
She approaches and at first you think she's missing her beautiful wings but they're just hidden under a small cape.
She takes you in her arms in a friendly and unassuming way, and hugs you quickly, then pulls away leaving you cold and missing her touch almost immediately. "Yulya, doll, you've been busy lately haven't you? Well I'm glad we had this chance to talk. Let's walk!"
