It still doesn't make sense," Laci said with a burst of breath. “I can't just do what I did before when I don't even know what I did."
Nazareth leaned back against the wall, his arms over his chest, one hand holding his flask loosely. “But you told me what you did, remember? You said, you glanced back, saw the lines, made a bridge, and took a walk." He shrugged. “So, do it again."
Laci blew out a frustrated breath. “There are no lines for me to see. How do you expect me to build a bridge?" This was getting them nowhere. Nazareth came over first thing that morning to help her reach the Dream Realm, something Laci did not even know existed before he arrived. If she was to help him defeat Tharon, then she would need to step into that realm in order to do so, something Nazareth kept saying o
