POV: Luna
That night, I dream.
But it's not a normal dream. It's the otherworld again.
I recognize the feeling immediately. The shift in reality. The ethereal quality of everything.
I'm standing in the mystical version of Silverwood. Silver trees. Glowing sky.
And Miguel is there.
But something's different. He looks worried. Anxious. Not peaceful like before.
"Miguel?" I call out.
He turns, relief flooding his face. "Luna. Thank god. I wasn't sure I could reach you."
"What's wrong? You look scared."
"I am scared. For you." He closes the distance between us quickly. "Something's coming. Something big. And I needed to warn you."
"What's coming?"
"I don't know exactly. The otherworld doesn't show me everything. But I can sense it. Feel it building." He grabs my hands. "There's a n
