Redtail Rise tuscany

As he familiarised himself with the Rise, it felt again and again like coming home. In the groggy moments just after awakening he could almost fool himself that he was back at Khatai Canyon, that he had been stumbling through a year-long dream and had just returned to reality, that he had never dispersed at all and instead was condemned to endless, nightless days of blue skies, the same thing over and over again and nothing ever happening, the life leaving his life now airless and chemically inert, had it always been so difficult to breathe?

When Redd found him she would see him curled up beneath a thorny bush, asleep but struggling against the dream that sat cold and heavy on his chest like a paperweight made just for him.