"Where am I?" Matthew asked looking around.
He was in a prairie. A slow creak ran softly and calm beside him. Few trees shaded the grassy lands filled with berries and small fruits. The wind blew cold, but comfortable. A very welcomed breeze under the sun.
It wasn't warm. It wasn't cold. It was just perfect. The kind of place you want to lie down on the soft grass on a lazy afternoon and take a nap. Just listening to the running water flowing downstream. Just smelling the faint scent of flowers and fruit around. Just relaxing.
He had been in a place like that before. When he met Ffyr for the first time. The place inside them where they talked before making their pact.
Ffyr.
Vanessa.
They were with him when the fireball exploded. He remembered jumping over Vanessa to protect her. Did she survive?
Did Ffyr survive?
Last thing he remembered was Ffyr trying to stop the fire with her winds. It was clearly not enough. Clearly?
Did he survive?
