Edith stood still, surrounded by a glowing white light. She could just about feel her feet touching something solid, though she wasn’t sure what. The light was so blinding she couldn’t see a soul.
Slowly, the brightness began to fade, and Edith was finally able to look around. She found herself standing in the middle of an infinite white room. From the distance, a figure started walking towards her—a woman with long, flowing blonde hair and a bluish aura about her. The woman smiled warmly.
“Thanks, Selena. I’ll have a word with her—you go on, see to your werewolf,” she said.
Suddenly, the whole scene around Edith changed. Now, she was standing in a lush garden filled with tall trees and vines twisting around them. A woman stood before a throne carved from a massive log.
“Hello, Edith.
