Dream

Tynan stood before me, the world around us swirling like a sandstorm and melting away. I gawked; surprised I felt no fear at standing to close to him and meeting his dark, black gaze.

“Kida,” he said icily, a small smile touching the corners of his lips.

“Tynan, where is she?” I bit back bravely.

I was surprised by my own courage.

“I’m not telling you that, my dear,” Tynan laughed at me, the cynical sound, for once, not sending a shiver down my spine. It was strange. It had me worried. Something was wrong.

I stepped forward, drawing at my powers, expecting to feel the familiar tingle along my arm, but nothing came.

Panic flared in my chest as I stared down at my hand. Where was my magic?

Tynan watched me closely. His dark eyes were alight with glee. He shook his head.

“You can’t use your magic here, my dear,” he laughed icily. “And luckily for you, neither can I.