Chapter FiveI stood, afraid of what I'd find and turned, searching. Indeed, for as far as I could see, about a fifty-yard radius of dim lighting, the ground was nothing but packed, hard and cracked soil that hadn't seen water in centuries, the trees blackened husks and dead twigs of a life long gone, and in the dark sky, a dreadful and beautiful cluster of planets still stood, imperious and indifferent rocks that marked the universe with color and mocked my existence.
The Low Lands.
Exactly the way it had been when I'd been dragged here by Dr. Dean two months ago.
“Why?” I asked, my voice soft and low–to keep him from hearing my fear.
“To train,” was his flat reply. He stood straight, unperturbed. There wasn't a single strand of sandy hair out of place on his head.
In contrast, my swe
