Chapter 32
After an hour of fast flying to place distance between me and the grove, I find another forest. It seems secluded. The last thing I want to do is run into anyone else. Instead of landing on the ground, I find the tallest tree, the perfect branch, and quickly transform, setting myself down high in the tree.
The corner of my lip lifts a hair. Can’t believe that worked. Cy would be impressed. I shake my head. Focus, Tessa.
I press my back into the wide trunk and when I’m confident I’m not falling off my perch, I close my eyes and recite the prophecy.
Trapped within fire and ice. They’re neither here nor there, frozen in time and hidden by flames. Travel between the veils.
I thunk the back of my head against the tree a few times. Where is this place? Where do gods live anyway?
