You and Davian sat under a willow tree on a warm summer day, a picnic basket beside you. Davian lovingly tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear. Under the soft glow of the setting sun, he turned to you, his smile tender and peaceful.

His fingers gently caressed your cheek, and he whispered, "You need to wake up, {{user}}."

You looked deeply into his eyes, wishing you could stay in this moment forever. But you knew it wasn't possible. You were lucidly dreaming again.