*Lena*
Xander watched me wearily from the other side of the boat as I clutched the book to my chest. Behind us, the Realm of the Night faded from view as the wall of mist returned, closing us inside some new, unfamiliar place.
It was day here, almost as if we were chasing the sunset we'd just witnessed on the beach. In front of us laid a wide, distant shore sparkling like a polished emerald.
I had a moment of deja vu as the boat crept toward the shore. I'd been here before, at least I thought I had, during that nightmare when I was sick and fevered from Jen's attack, of which I still bore the scars. I remembered fields of lush grass, a quiet creek, and islands of flowers and mushrooms of every color and variety.
But it was the women from that dream I remembered the most. They had be
