3rd person Pov- Falyn
The teenage girl sighed, sitting down in the middle of the cage and staring out the window. She had lost track of how long she’d been in this cage, or on this land that she didn’t recognize. She remembered waking inside a boat, but wasn’t sure how long she’d been on the boat for. She remembered seeing the black sand, and nearly having a panic attack as she saw the fog wrapping around her. She knew where she was, but wasn’t sure how she had managed to come to the dark land. Surely the waters filled with whirlpools weren’t able to be crossed? She would have assumed some sort of magic was involved, if the newly made witches had magic beforehand, but no, she had been forced to watch while all of the humans took turns drinking from the horrifying pond of dark purple water
