A Dream:

You find yourself in a what seems to you to a empty void, there is nothing as far as you can see in every direction and even the sense of you turning is lost with nothing for reference. The place is filled either with an endless light or or overwhelming darkness, you can't tell for sure without any thing else in your view.

You attempt to move and peer around and yet nothing seems to change. You are not sure how long you are suspended weightlessly in this void. Then suddenly there in front of you is a small figure, it appears roughly humanoid, two arms, two legs. You cannot make out too much more as it seems to only to be formed from the contrast to what you can see. It seems like a large patch of light in the darkness or maybe darkness in the void filled with never ending light. It is off in the distance and seems to slowly stride toward you.

It grows nearer and nearer to you and still without perspective its size seems to shift and change as your mind tried to comprehend what it sees. It does appear to be growing and either it is moving toward you or just growing in size. It moves as if stepping unevenly on its two feet, heavy on one foot then the other. With each step it seems that it might stumble, or maybe it is just walking as it always has. It starts to move lower in your field of vision but still growing as it moves in your direction.

The figure stops and again with its heavy plodding it seems that the thing might fall over as it attempts to stop its movement. The mass of contrasting light and dark still seems as a simple filled in outline against the void that surrounds both of you.

You hear a voice, you are unsure if it is in your head or if you are actually hearing the sound. It seems to echo almost endlessly. You are not sure if it is even a language that you are hearing, it has no pitch or tone. It is more like a single noise being sent either straight into your head or echoing through whatever place this is. It is quiet at first, something small and gentle, and it stops for a moment. Then it starts up again this time slightly louder. And again a third time it makes this endless sound.

It seems to hold a hand out slightly in front of it for a moment then pulling it back to itself and moving it to what you would assume is its chest. It is hard to make out as there is no definition around whatever it is, it is only the contrast of light on darkness or darkness on light.

You look down and for the first time you have a sense of yourself and you see your own form in a near similar state of only being contrast to this void that you stand in, you take a second and sort out yourself and your hands and try to get use to all this strangeness going on.

You mimic its motion and the form seems to take on more shape and become a bit more solid, there are now definitively five fingers on each hand and even toes can be seen on its feet. The almost joint less appearance from before becomes more definite. The form seems to stand some bit shorter than you but appear to maintain similar proportions.

It makes the motion once again and again the sound seems to reverberate right through you. You take a leap and you once again mimic it's motion and then speak your name.

“Alura”

Nothing from the figure.

Its head shifts back and forth tilting one way then the other.

“My name is Alura.” you speak out to the being.

Then for the first time the voice comes back to your head. This time in coherent sound. Once again you cannot make out if it just speaking directly into your head or if it is projection an actual voice into the void. It speaks, you are not sure if it is not in any language you have hear or if it is in all of the at once. A cacophony of words or gibberish you don't know. But what is clear is that you can understand it.

“ I do not yet know my name” the voice echoes meekly. “You have yet to give it to me, Mother”

You wake.