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Her Dreamwalker potion had been fully digested.
Audrey was first slightly surprised, then fell silent. Finally, she clearly realized something.
Letty Orr was dead.
All those memories of the Southern Continent, joyful, painful, difficult, unspeakable... everything had ended with Letty Orr's death and the Southern Continent's impending destruction.
That chapter of her life had ended-it was precisely because it had left such an indelible impression that, while her body slept, she had traveled to the Southern Continent in spirit form and done all those things, personally weaving, designing, and presenting a figure born of "Audrey Hall" who nonetheless completely surpassed "Audrey Hall"-and finally, she had woken from the dream.
A story had thus reached its ending. Although rushed, it had a beginning and an end.
As for the other aspects, based on Audrey's original assessment and predictions about herself, she had expected to finish digesting the potion around February, or January at the earliest. At the very least, she had been nowhere near finished when she went to Intis.
But she had encountered so much at the hospital, receiving successive opportunities to treat multiple members of the Rose School and experience their dreams-mad, seemingly chaotic yet concealing a logic of their own, strange, and completely different from those of normal people.
These included multiple dreams, dreams caused by mental illness, lucid dreams, dreams influenced by evil spirits and wraiths, and, most extreme of all, severe conditions caused by post-traumatic stress, along with the dreams of two demigods who occasionally came to have their conditions adjusted.
Under normal circumstances, as a Dreamwalker, Audrey could broadly judge what level of creature a dream she was about to enter belonged to, allowing her to avoid danger. But her patients often left her no room to refuse. They frequently appeared in a state