I set down my stuff, making sure I had everything I needed.
I woke up in a forest, my stuff flung about me and my head spinning.
The candles lit, the circle drawn, my book open, it was set up perfectly.
A sudden wave of nausea came over me and I hurled on the spot next to where I laid.
I started to chant and lost track of my surroundings as I let my energy flow freely.
I sat up after a while, my senses still shot as the morning light filtered through the trees.
I didn't know he was coming towards me.
Something was off.
It was only suppose to be a mediation/healing circle, nothing more.
The trees were different.
I just had to keep focused, for it was a strong circle.
The air was different.
He tackled me playfully, as he had always done.
The forest. . . . .
Everything went wrong.
It was. . . .
He had messed up one of the marking by accident.
The wrong one. . . . .
There was a flash of light so bright that I had to clamp my eyes shut.
Where was I?. . . . . .