“Luna…”
The voice was soft at first, like a whisper dancing through the fog of my mind.
“Come back, Luna…”
Fane?
I turned toward the sound instinctively, my heart pounding with recognition. I took a tentative step forward, drawn to the familiar voice calling out from the shadows.
But before I could move any farther, something unseen stopped me.
I reached out, only to find an invisible wall—hard as stone, cold as ice, and completely immovable.
What is this?
My hand flattened against the invisible barrier. I pushed harder, panic flaring in my chest. I could feel him—Fane was just beyond this wall. I could feel his emotions, his desperation, like waves of fire and sorrow crashing into me.
“FANE!!” I screamed, slamming both fists against the invisible wall. “FANE, I’M HERE!!”
But he
