The air kissed my skin, the fresh smell of the wild, the dead leaves. The coldness against my skin. And it was eerily silent. So quiet that I can't even hear my heartbeat or the pumping of my veins. I couldn't hear the sound of my breathing too and it was almost like I wasn't respiring at all.
I can't remember the last time I dream walked, I haven't since I was turned. I thought it was part of my power that was lost to me when I gained an immortal body… but it seems like I was wrong. It seems like my dream walk abilities still stayed with me because that is the only explanation for why I was suddenly in a dying woods instead of the plane I was just a mere minute ago. I should be on the plane as we head back to Juneau and I don't recall finding my way into the woods.
This isn't real.
