Chapter Forty-Eight: It Hurts
Friday
Emerald's POV:
Groaning, I opened my eyes but immediately closed them from the intense sunlight. Slowly opening them again, adjusting to the sunlight, I saw I was in a meadow. It was beautiful; I sat atop a hill, under a cherry blossom tree, the sweet smells of cherry blossom rushing up my nose. Gazing down, I saw fields of wildflowers and lavender, with the setting sun casting its perfect hue over the fields and the little river that passed around the land. It was beautiful; a sense of peace was in the air like nothing evil had tainted these lands ever. Even though I knew I had never been here, why did it feel like I belonged here, that I was safe here.
I knew this wasn't Dark Strom, and judging by the weather, I wasn't in the same geographic ar
