Chapter21

#Chapter21

I am cold, extremely cold. The wind blows against my skin harshly, sharp to the touch. My eyes open abruptly. All they see is the inky, vast night sky above. The array of tiny lights scattered about the black canvas seem to come closer as if the sea of unknown is going to swallow me up. I look to the side and I see the foundations of the large, endless trees, and they are too thick to reach my arms completely around. Standing up is tough, as the ground cannot stop moving. It feels like a giant water balloon is under my feet.

/"Evangeline,/" someone calls, their voice growing closer with each second. /"Evangeline./"

My legs move in a sprint, but I do not seem to be going anywhere.

/"Evangeline./"