The day passed with Marris’s threats and night came. After hours of tossing, turning, and praying to the goddess, Nia was finally lulled into a light, restless sleep turned vision. The sapphire necklace began its soft blue glow just as she was pulled through the long winding vortex and jutted to the middle of the forest. The hooting of the night owls kept her company as she placed one foot after the next, trying to figure out what the heirloom had in store for her. The necklace, glowed brighter, mirroring her heartbeats. The moon’s translucent glow guided her footsteps towards a small carven, from which a soft glow emerged. Come, child. Come, it is me your spirit seeks. A calm but eerie voice chanted over and over, catching Nia off guard and her heart quickened in fear and anticipation. Wh
