Mastering the Multi-Verse

As I floated there at the window, Dinlas’ face began to fade. Everything around me seemed to disappear into a greyish haze. “Come child,” I heard the old woman whisper into my mind, “’tis time fer ya ta be comin’ back now. Listen to ma voice and follow it home.” The pull of her tone drew me back into my own body. The vision was over. I tried to sit up on the bed, but dizziness overwhelmed me and I fell back. The old woman slowly helped me sit up and handed me another cup of tea. I knew this … Continue reading Mastering the Multi-Verse