Selvara’s POV
Darkness folded over me when the creature pounced. I expected claws and teeth, but instead, the world spun around making me land hard on the ground. When I opened my eyes, I wasn’t in the pens anymore.
I was standing in the middle of a forest. The trees stretched tall and endless, A silver mist rolled over the ground, as my heart hammered.
“Where… where am I?” I whispered. M
“You are where the truth lives.” I heard a voice behind me and I turned sharply, and that was when I saw her.
A woman stood there. She was glowing faintly. Her hair shimmered in silver like liquid light, her eyes were a deep pool of white. She looked ageless, neither young nor old. She was clothed in a flowing robe. She slid towards me. Yes, she wasn't walking, as her feet barely touched the earth.
