Prologue
She saw it coming. A bright light.
Has some one finally fulfilled my purpose? She asked herself. Silently, for she cannot speak.
It felt different. It was supposed to feel better passing through to glaumora. Most likely hagsmire, she thought. It seemed like she was going through time. Almost like flying again. She'd gone so long, just hovering.
It should now be over. Then, everything stopped. She stayed motionless as she heard lingering voices. Her name almost.
"Loota! Loota!"