They were in a garden filled with a bright, warm light that seemed to come from everywhere at once. Giant flowers, with petals as wide as roofs, hung over the group like colorful umbrellas. It was beautiful, but something was wrong. As Nathan looked at the white stone floor, he realized there were no shadows.
Even though the light was strong, the ground beneath their feet was perfectly clear. No matter where they moved, the darkness that usually followed a person's body did not exist here.
Everyone sat on the ground, which was as soft as cotton. The air was still. Natasha looked at her sons, her expression a mix of peace and sadness. She had just finished explaining the truth about the Visha curse and why they were in this place.
"Seriously? I don't understand," Alexander said. He sat stiffly.
He understood the words his mother was saying, but he was too upset and angry to accept them. He felt a sharp pain in his chest because his mother had kept this a secret from everyone.
