THALIA'S POV.
I was standing in a large, beautiful garden with tall, majestic trees and surrounded by the most beautiful and colorful flowers my eyes had ever seen.
I searched my brain for even the tiniest clue as to how I got here, but all of my searches turned up blank. I can't, for the life of me, figure out how or when I got to this strangely beautiful garden.
I don't think I've been here before. Nothing around here looks familiar. I looked down at the equally strange, long-flowing white sundress I had on, and my confusion doubled. I don't remember owning any dress that looks like this. Where did it come from? How did I end up wearing it? And why am I barefoot?
What's exactly going on? Something isn't right. Actually, nothing is right. How did I end up in a place like this?
I look
