Among the dream-filled stars, Nahida saw a frail dream, like a star on the verge of shattering.
Her loving nature made her reach out to help, but she was a little... too late.
The Dendro element could make plants rejoice, but it could not slow the fading of a consciousness.
She was not a useful god. Despite doing everything she could to treat the child, she could not save its life. The child thanked her and left with the dream, and Nahida opened her eyes.
She saw a shabby, empty wooden hut, a dirt floor with nothing but a thin mat, and a blue-purple-haired boy entering through the door, carrying purple fruit.
[The timeline is very messy, so I can only pick an approximate point and try to make it make sense.]
[A Wanderer on the verge of a breakdown, raising a child while fleeing after being betrayed by his friend x a little Dendro Archon who has only been back for fifty or sixty years and is still learning.]
[I'm not sure whether Nahida can sense the Wanderer's true nature. So, to keep the little grass from contacting Ei directly, let's say she can't tell.]
[I don't know the names of the wandering child or the wandering Wanderer, so I made them up.]
[I just want to read something! I've already played the whole thing out in my head, so writing is slow.]
Theme: Another possibility
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