Ribb-it!

Kiera's POV(Continued)

I was staring at the buttocks of a squirrel.

Why was I staring at a squirrel's butt?

Blinking, I rose and tried to confirm exactly what I was looking at. The pain flared to life again.

"Easy there." A soft voice murmured.

I lurched to my feet, and promptly ended up on my butt with a pained groan for my effort. Tears rushed to my eyes as that stupid effing flame made itself known.

"Are you alright, keeper?"

I turned, careful to twist only my neck and no other part of my body. Staring at me in consternation was a tall willowy figure in a frilly gown. It reminded me of something that was popular in the eighties. She wasn't floating in the air. But I knew what she was. Ghost. Sorry, trapped soul.

She was strong though, her solid form on this realm stating clearly that she has been here a very long time and has gained back some power.

I paused, mentally cocking a head at myself. Where did that come from?