(Your life, from beginning to now, is Verdantus. The lush rainforests, the flowing water, the temperate, variable climate, the way the wind whistles, the way the rockhoppers squeak, the soothing warmth of the sun waking you.

If anything else is out there, then you’re not going. Everything about Verdantus brings you peace.)

That signature warmth flows through you as the sun shines, and you awake to the soft tapping sound of a nermoren lizard thumping its tail.

The softness of the fertile soil makes it hard to keep awake, but you push on.