(Nisha)
I took a step back, studying her. “What task is that?”
“I was going to bring you back, but you’ve returned to me of your own accord; a choice is a very powerful thing,” she stated, studying me.
I knew that now, especially because my choices weren’t my own until recently.
A wariness seemed to settle over her. “Things are moving; I can feel the shift.” She closed her eyes and leaned toward the dull rays of sun that seemed to sparkle and settle into her milky skin.
“I’ve been looking for you,” I breathed out.
“How did you find me?” she asked, her eyes still closed.
“Something from a summoner,” I shrugged. I had to look away from her, from her familiar face that I knew better than my own. One that always was a source of comfort, and it still was.
“A summoner?” Her eyes opene
