Mason
I watch the desert below me passing by, I’m flying, and I’m freaking the f**k out. ‘Can’t we walk!’ I scream as the wind blows into my mouth, inflating me. ‘No.’ She’s short with me—I kind of like it.
Soon she guides us down, and our feet land on the top of a mountain. I look out at the desert, so calm, quiet, lit only by the full moon in the sky. ‘Why did you bring me here?’ I ask her, hoping she’d give an actual answer.
‘Why are you traveling through the desert, Mason?’ She asks me.
‘I asked first!’ I objected.
‘Yes, but I am the one in control of your spirit. My question takes preference,’ I didn’t argue further.
‘We’re looking for Initium,’ she didn’t seem surprised. She probably already knew this and wanted to see if I’d lie. ‘Why?’ She asks forcefully.
‘I don’t know to
