A girl with snow-white hair stands in front of you, her eyes closed.
With a curious glance, she opens her eyes, smiling ever-so slightly. "It's time to go. The others may find you." She says smoothly, and in a flash you're sucked out of the world back into your bed.
This lovely lady's name is Marian. She is the guardian of the crystal gates, a place only found in dreams. It is said that people who cross into the land are all angels.
