CHAPTER 11

Tal was breathing. Alive. She knew this because she hurt. And despite being uncertain of what happened in the next life, it made no logical sense for mortal wounds...or mortal bodies, for that matter…to follow one to the next realm.

A moan escaped her lips and she became aware of their dry state. If felt as though she had swallowed a mouthful of sand on the way down from that tree.

That tree!

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