She should probably feel scared; everything felt so real. Yet, something was urgently calling her, and her heart began racing wildly as she followed the call.

She walked through the silent, cold forest.

The white mist swirled around her bare feet, for yes, she was wearing nothing but a white nightgown and was barefoot.

Finally, she reached an immense lake, so frozen it chilled her to the bone. But Aysling stepped forward, dipping her feet into the icy water.

"Little one," a whisper echoed in he