Redhawk Caldera Clairvoyance

it was a dream that teya had endured before. a spill of snow and a winter moon. ibis, her shade caught in memory for all time, danced beneath the glow which lit the snow to blinding.
a red masque, the cardinal bridget, and the pooling, soporific heat of their time together.
reyes, handsome, glorious; i love you, he whispered, cherishing her with his gaze as teya did not think he had ever done in life.
another moon and bronco's kiss, his scarred face lit beautifully with love.
his cold body beside her.
this was the moment in which teya would usually awake, but this time she did not, staring with unblinking dreamscape eyes at the golden vision unfolding strangely before her.