Strange Dreams (11)
A fire ignited from the ground; its spark burned across the land into a large circle behind Nyx and Gabriel. She watched as the grass between it dissolved, revealing a dark and gloomy place where trees grew black like charcoal and souls cried out for help. Nyx didn't hesitate for a second in accepting Gabriel's outstretched hand, taking a step into the unknown.
Gabriel wrapped his arms around her as they dropped into this bitterly cold, dark and dying realm. Nyx knew then that they'd been transported into the underworld. Black limbs of trees hung over them, their leaves were non-existent, the ground was dry and cracked, revealing an almost fire burning beneath the ground. Nyx was transfixed with it, her mind momentarily lost about the frost and snow in the air that never solidified once meeting the blackened earth of heated embers.