Chapter Seventeen
Ati led them along a well-trodden path through a green meadow. Macey still couldn't believe how they'd been transported from the middle of icy Greenland to a land that looked a bit like a valley in the Alps. Now that they were no longer separated by water, Macey fell in step next to Ati, who was walking surprisingly fast for his size.
"What happened to your brother?" she asked.
"He went dream walking but he never returned. Our healers are managing to keep his body alive, but barely so. He won't survive much longer with his spirit trapped in the land of dreams."
"What is that exactly, dream walking? Forgive me if this sounds ignorant, but we don't have such a thing as part of our magic."
Ati looked up at her and smiled sadly. "My brother is an angakok, a priest. Well,
