Post-Luceti drabble

Miri, he's your muse. Why the heck am I writing about him? Please stop me. D:

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He awoke in a cold sweat, dilated eyes searching the area warily. Nothing. Was it a dream? The trees here were unlike anything he had seen in Luceti-- no, that dream world--

Caesar reached to his back, feeling for wings that weren't there. He felt for rips in his jacket-- a jacket he hadn't worn for years-- where the small Filial wings had fit through.

Was he going crazy? It was a dream. Nothing but a dream--

--that had lasted for three years.

Why weren't those memories fading? They were sticking much longer than a waking dream. The redhead gingerly pushed himself to his feet, feeling uneasy as he found the knapsack he had brought with him into the Great Forest.

...That's right. The Great Forest. He was miles away from civilization.

"Oh, the human is finally up."

Caesar froze, green eyes going wide as he jerked his head towards the sound. There was no one there.

"Maybe that wolf will finally leave. I can't leave you alone with the nest with a big wolf around."

Caesar tipped his head up, spotting a pair of bluebirds on a low branch.

"The babies need to eat, though."

Talking.

The birds were talking. He could hear them. Understand them.

Just like in Luceti.

Nearly tripping over his own feet, Caesar tore out of the woods as fast as his legs could carry him.