Coconut Grove for you, it's been so long

Open — tagging @Rokig just for funsies.

Like before, the stranger was swift in his mental evacuation when it came to encounters; one moment he would be fully attuned to the situation going on around him, and in the next he's been transported as if by magic to a new vista, with little to no memory of what came before.

The rules of this space were so different from the dreamscapes he had survived — these strange fallacies which had galvanized his very being. Whatever had transpired between his removal from the plateau and this point, where the sand became dominant underfoot and the clouds billowed out to sea behind a plethora of prehistoric-style trees, was forgotten.

It was impossible for him to tell how long it had been since he'd seen a living thing, let alone recognize where he was. If Screech had ever been here before, there was no indication. The boy dragged Screech's steps until he could not fathom moving further, and collapsed in a heap of withered parts beneath a swaying palm.