Nia's vision blurred as Taylor's arms cradled her, her body weak and fragile. She felt a strange sensation, as if her body was being pulled apart and put back together again. The world around her dissolved into a kaleidoscope of colors, and she closed her eyes, surrendering to the magic.
When she opened them again, they were standing in a lush, vibrant forest, surrounded by towering trees that seemed to stretch up to the sky. The air was filled with the sweet scent of blooming flowers and the soft chirping of birds. Nia's gaze wandered, taking in the beauty of her surroundings, but her joy was short-lived. She glanced down at her back, and her heart sank. Her wings were nothing but a pile of ash, the curse reasserting its hold on her.
Taylor's eyes filled with compassion as he helped her
