The Foretell.
My eyes adjust slightly to my surroundings. Unlike the darkness that King Aiden visited me in when he Dream Wandered, this is the complete opposite. The world is white and foggy, like a blank page or empty canvas. The only light, coming from an unknown source, feels like the yellow of moonlight.
"Where are we?" I finally find my voice and ask.
King Aiden looks around him, a small smile on his face. There's a familiarity that crosses his expression. I watch as he takes the medallion off his neck, holding onto the metal chain before dropping it. Instead of falling to the ground, the necklace dances on the fog. It disappears into the distance like a magnet has called to it.
I watch curiously as the blue light of the medallion starts shining from farther away. It reminds me o
