Her body felt weightless, weak and cold. Her mind was a black hole of nothing. A voice reached out to her. Called her name. She tried to reach for the voice but she couldn’t feel her arm.
“Kayla.” She felt the soft caress of a hand running along the side of her face. “Baby, wake up.” The familiar gentle voice pressed.
The darkness disperses and she found herself lying face down in a field. She found her strength and pushed herself to her feet. Taking in her surroundings. Tall green grass. The sound of a waterfall. Singing of birds. Scent of different kind of flowers tickles her nose. The gush of the wind strong and powerful.
She followed the footpath and frowned when she found herself standing on a cliff. Her eyes took in the familiar land in front of her. “The path of sorcerers.” She
