Then the air suddenly blew. Hot air. I am slowly assuming that Lalahon could be here and could incinerate me any second now. But a different person appeared in front of me. A different image. She wasn't Lalahon and guess who? No, if your thinking about the goddess of death, no, you are definitely wrong. She wasn't any of the two goddesses that often give me nightmares. She was a different person. She was wearing a long green-dress with a long cyan train. It was adorned with blue orchids and pink daffodils. She was as tall as I am. And whoa, she smelled of fresh roses and geraniums. Really. But something seemed wrong as I couldn't make out her face. It was just a blur. I tried to gaze clearly at her as she stepped towards me but her face remained clouded. "Allysandra" she said. Her voic

