Your head has been pounding every since you got up this morning. By now its a blinding migraine. You stumble through the grove of incredibly wide around trees with leaves on them almost as long as your arm. You see a wooden cabin and you walk over to it holding your blaring head. A elderly Elf couple live there. They look like grandfathers, all old kind, and noble. "The lady elf asks what is wrong. You say you have a migraine. She gives you two blue pills from her breast pocket. "These are a elvin drug, they are named Blue Dreamers. They will take away your pain. The man says you should take the pills, wash them down with this mug of leaf tea and then lay down on the cot they have in the other room. You can't help but trust them. You swallow the pills and take a drink from his wooden mug. The leaf tea is a brilliant wash of ancient flavor. You have never tryed it in this life, but you are sure you have in former lives The taste is like memorys of places you have never been. You are feeling sleepy and warm. Waves of pleasure tingle threw you. You go to the second room of this roofless cabin the elves live in. There is just a cot there. You lay on it for the next fourteen hours in a heavy pleasant sleep. When you wake up your migraine is completely gone. A nice drug after glow lingers on.