Something to look forward to. Something to find meaning in.
Tris settles down her heart, body, and soul. Breath in seven seconds, out seven seconds. Her body immediately picks up the rhythm of meditation. But today, she would do something different.
Tris breaks free of her body and comes with the wind. Ah, Emelan. Tris feels the warmth of sunshine spray her. Tris picks up speed. Soon enough, she is over Namorn, going northward, she soon feels the bite of ice, a shower of snow. Tris can't remember what happen next, she goes to many places, Tharios, Qalai, Janaal, Sotat... and soon there is miles of jungle. Maybe I'll settle down here...
"Tris, Tris, wake up!"
Tris gasps. Her eyes are wide, she starts to gag.
"W-what?"
"We almost thought we lost you." Briar whispers, his lips quiver. Tris's eyes move to Sandry, slightly slumped with vulnerability. And Daja, composed as usual, but if you didn't know her all you're life, you wouldn't see her hands clenched behind her back, the quicken of her breath.
I think I'll stay right decides and crumples into their arms.