BECCA'S POVWe stood at the edge of the monolithic structure, staring at the reality-defying landscape before us, none of us daring to speak. The wind whispered through the golden grass in a language I didn't understand, and the mint-green trees swayed without leaves to rustle. Everything about this place felt wrong—beautiful, yes, but wrong in a way that made my witch instincts snatch at my guts."We need to move," Cole said finally, his voice rough. He'd shifted back to human form and was using torn pieces of his shredded clothes to maintain some semblance of modesty. "Standing here leaves us exposed. Visible.""Visible to what?" Sam asked, wrapping her arms around herself. Despite the mild temperature, she was shivering. "What could possibly live in a place like this?""Nothing good," I muttered, scanning the horizon. The curved sky made everything feel claustrophobic despite the open space—like we were trapped inside a snow globe. "This isn't Earth
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