Chapter 52 The Portal and the Plan
The day broke with a cheerful smile, casting golden rays on every living creature on the earth.
My eyes opened to the strange sounds of water dropping down into a river.
The sound felt peaceful and calming. But at the same time, I grew alarmed, with the thought that the flood had overflowed into the camp area.
Blue magical butterflies flew around in my room, I gasped. ’What the heck is going on here.’
Before I could move, one of the butterflies perched on my nose, its wings flapped slowly. Each flutter left behind a trail of blue shimmering dust, like stardust spilled from fragile wings.
I froze, as I stared at its translucent form. My eyes almost bulged out of their sockets, at the flowery vines that had crept around the walls and ceilings, red shimmering roses bloomed from the touch of a butterfly.
I shut my eyes. "This is a dream, it is not real Ember, it is not real." I pried my eyes open, and nothing had changed. I jumped down my bed, I spun around, my heart skipped a beat at the beautiful sight.
Suddenly, a blue light rippled in the air, swirling softly like water.
"Ember...." A soft, gentle voice called.
The mark on my lower shoulders burned like someone was brandishing me with hot metal. My face scrunched up, tears threatening to fall down my cheeks.
I grimaced.