I opened my eyes and squinted at the bright sunlight. The sky above me was moving and trees sometimes brought relief from the blinding sun.
"When will she awaken?" A voice, dark and beautifully familiar, asked from somewhere to my left.
"I can't be for certain. It could be tomorrow to two years. I'm not an expert on dark magic," Annabella's voice snapped back. I could see them now as I twisted my body on the cart I was riding. They sat holding the reins of the big horses pulling the cart. I could see Jordan flying directly above me. Felix, sitting on the back edge of the cart with his feet hanging off, had his shoulders hunched.
Behind the cart, with his wrist tied to a rope that was tied to the cart, was Erin. He stumbled on, his eyes wild and his hair crazy.
"What happened to the war
