Chapter 333 Dreaming Of Dreams

• In the pitch-black space, Cynthia White gazed at the white sand scattered across the ground. It served as the sole source of light in the darkness, radiating a dazzling brilliance.
• Cynthia White whispered to herself, attempting to grasp the sand with her hands. However, this sand possessed an enchanting power. Each time she tried to hold onto it, it slipped away from her grasp...
• Despair filled her heart repeatedly. Suddenly, a peculiar fragrance permeated the air. Cynthia White stood up abruptly, scanning her surroundings in an attempt to locate its source.