Tea Leaves and Green Jade

Common Visions

Match Thirteen: Common Visions:

Every nation's vision of the wasteland is starting to get stronger. Ju looked up at Yao in her bed.

"Yao," she whispered. "Yao." He rolled over to her, grumbling.

"What is it?" he asked. Ju looked at with a concerned look on her face.

"Have you had any weird visions lately?" she asked. Yao tilted his head at her.

"What?" he asked.

"You know…" Ju tried to think about what exactly what she wanted to say. "Dream, nightmares… things like that."

Yao pondered her question as if it was an important decision that needed to be made right away. "I guess…"

"What kind?" Ju pressed.

Yao gave her a confused look. "Why do you want to know?"

"Please tell me! It's really important. Try to remember everything you saw in your dreams."

Yao had to try and shush her. "Okay, okay."

His words match with the rest of the nations that talk about their dreams with each other.


"I feel myself in the middle of some type of festival. I can't tell what year or season it is. Most of the people there are wearing masks. The music's loud enough to drown out my own thoughts."


"The child vendors keep trying to sell me food and useless toys, but I turn them down. They don't seem to know how to quit. Anyway, there's a huge tent up ahead and all of these people keep going inside." Ju leaned in intently.

"Go on," she said. Yao thought harder as he put the picture together in his head.



"I can't help but to go inside. Something tells me not to, but I do it anyway. The people inside go into the tent without much thought. More of them follow behind me to get into this tent as well."


"It's like nothing can stop them. They keep walking. Yelling at them to stop is pointless, they just won't listen. There is like a masked man yelling at them to come and inside and watch the main show."


"You have to have a ticket to get in. It's not just any normal ticket. Some of the people in the line have tickets, but half of them get turned away. Only a small handful can go inside. Somehow, I am able to get inside without a ticket. The man taking the tickets doesn't even notice me at all."

Ju narrowed her eyes at him. "What kind of ticket?" Her partner shook his head.

"That's all I remember," he said. "Did that help?"

"A little," Ju said as if she was lost in thought. Yao looked over at her.

"What are you thinking?" he asked.

"I don't really know yet," she answered. "I'm still trying to gather the answer for myself." Her business partner closed his mouth in understanding. Even the tougher countries like Ludwig and Gilbert were starting to feel the effects of the wasteland themselves. With too many stories of these dreams sounding similar, the nations all called for a meeting the next day.

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