What’s After?

Karyan found himself in a different place, a realm where his reality mingled. 

The air was thick with a sense of magic that was both exciting and a bit scary.

 He stood on a wide, grassy plain that stretched out as far as the eye could see. 

There were snakes all around, slithering through the grass, their scales shimmered in the light of this world.

Reverie was there with him, not a little girl of six years, but grown and strong. 

Her eyes held some maturity that belied her years, and she moved with a confidence that made Karyan trust her immediately.

"Where are we?" Reverie finally asked. 

"The realm of training," Karyan replied. "Here, you will learn to be strong."

Reverie watched as a snake approached. It wasn't frightening; instead, it seemed to be waiting for something. 

Reverie knelt down and let the snake wind itself around her arm. She didn't flinch.

"How did you do that?" Karyan asked curiously.