“Alston,” he heard his name spoken softly behind him from Gwen. He turned back to look at her.
“Shall we go?” She asked.
Alston let out a deep breath and as he stepped through the veil, his voice reverberated over each of them. “So be it.”
They stepped out of the Veil into the cold, crisp air and a canopy of tall, ancient trees towered over them. Night had fallen in the human realm and where there should have been stars in the sky, only dark clouds could be seen. The ground crunched beneath their feet from the light frost that had accumulated and the leaves of the plants shimmered like diamonds from the frozen droplets.
Walking slowly, further away from the Veil, they each turned to face one another in a circle. Alston pulled the moonstone from his pocket where he had slipped it when
