Shout-out to the very special Raichyl_TinyTAnima for the name idea used in this chapter. <3
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'Neoma, Neoma, Neoma,' the voice of the river rushed in her ears, and then she was spit out onto the earth.
Zoe coughed and coughed, forcefully puking up all of the water she had taken in from the river. When it was all finally out, she collapsed onto the ground, sucking in deep breaths of the glorious night air. She could breathe. She was out of the river. It was a miracle. But how had it happened? And… and where was she?
She turned over onto her back to see the sky, and she realized she was in a clearing… with a roaring bonfire at her side. She gasped and sat up, looking around in a panic. Whose bonfire was this? Where was she now? What danger would she have to face here?
