Flowers parted gently around Cedric as he pushed onward through the Slumberlands. Sound traveled oddly here, his sword should make noise where it clanked against his key, but he could barely make out the slightest ‘tink’ sound each time. Which would be fine if everything was just muffled but rather noise just seemed to come from an offset location to its point of origin. Every step he took had an odd chance of being heard, sometimes sounding like another Minikin stalking him from behind, ...
