"Dreams disappear when the dreamer wakes. Every last one of them with no exception." The final day of the Golden King's dream had come, but what if he was wrong?

By his hands not as the Tactician of the Shepherds but as the Vessel of Grima, both he and the Fell Dragon were supposed to fade into oblivion, but it would seem that certain forces had a different fate in mind. Bearing witness to a disturbing vision, and finding himself in a land of times passed amidst war, he may just break the cycle, then and forever more.