ALARA’S POV
Ravenna’s smile was still intact, and I wondered why she still had it. Maybe she didn’t want me to be afraid, but I was.
I had several reasons to be afraid, and I hoped that whatever she was about to say was not going to be another one.
“What storm do you speak of?”
“I don’t know, Lysandra. The vision is unclear, but I felt you should have seen it yourself. Maybe it could be easier for you to understand it.” Ravenna looked at me like she expected me to say something, but I was silent.
“You have visions, don’t you?” She asked and paid attention to hear what I was going to say, but I was still silent.
“I have dreams every night, Ravenna. But they don’t make sense, and I don’t know what to think about them. They are always different, and I am not certain if I will ever se
