VIOLET
What was the phrase? ‘Curiosity killed the cat?’ I was definitely one stupid cat.
The world melted away when I took his hand, fading into whites, greys, and blacks, and then re-forming slowly. It was disorienting, but not as bad as traveling through the whirlwind of magic when I teleported from place to place. To my surprise, Phoebus released my hand as soon as it was done.
I couldn’t describe the place properly if I wanted to. It was ethereal; it didn’t seem to belong here, or any one place for that matter, yet I felt grounded at the same time. Like I belonged here, like I was home. Every few seconds, the world shifted. One second, we were standing on lush grass, and the next a rocky terrain. The sky changed from brilliant blue to purple storm clouds.
The only thing that remain
