As soon as Kaya dozed off, another dream slipped in—soft at first, then slowly turning clearer. It felt so real this time, almost like she was standing there for real.
There was a small wooden setup in front of her. A mandap, maybe. Just four bamboo sticks holding it up, with big green leaves tied behind like a backdrop. A few colorful cloths hung loosely, and some bells clinked in the wind. It wasn't grand or flashy—just simple and... peaceful.
In the middle of it, a small fire burned gently. Not too big, just enough to warm the space around it.
There were no guests. No noise. Just the sound of the breeze and the quiet crackling of fire.
And two people.
