“Are you ready?” Moraphel asked me.

“I don’t think I’ll ever be ready, but if we don’t go now, I’ll never go.”

Moraphel nodded. “In case we get split up before we mean to…I’m glad we’ve come this far together, and I hope you find your way.”

“I hope you do too.”

Moraphel and I joined hand-paws and stepped forward. The air was sucked from my lungs, and my head felt detached from my body. My body spun forwards and backwards and spiraled out of control. No sound reached my ears, and everything I saw was green and brown.

I was back in Kalmazar. It was raining, and the air was thick and humid. Looking ahead, I saw nothing but trees and vines. It was difficult to tell, but it was...

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