Leah
The world shifted beneath my feet, like sand slipping through an hourglass. One moment I’d been standing on the snow-covered balcony, Darien’s voice calling my name, and the next, reality twisted and pulled me through something that felt like warm honey.
I blinked, trying to focus on my new surroundings.
Golden crystals hung suspended in the air above me, catching light from an invisible source and scattering it across the space in dancing patterns. The floor beneath my feet was impossibly soft, covered in what looked like a shaggy carpet in the same golden hue. I bent down, running my fingers through it. The texture was warm and plush, unlike anything I’d ever touched.
The air itself was different here. Warm. Almost hot compared to the bitter cold I’d left behind. The scent of ho
