Elise was hit with a sudden wave of dizziness as the scenery in front of her shifted dramatically. She stumbled, her hand on her head, until she regained her composure.
The air was thick with the sickly sweet scent of mold and alcohol, and she quickly realized she was no longer in the luxurious reception room. Instead, she was in a dark, dank tree hole,
surrounded by dry, cracking trees that reminded her of a shriveled mummy she'd once seen at a circus.
Wait…
And then it dawned on her. This was the normal, mortal world she'd once known, before she'd inherited the name "Silence" and gained the Eyes of God.
No longer could she see the magic woven through time, the colors of emotion, or the truth of all things. Instead, all she saw was the basic outline of objects, the material, color, perspective, and shadows.
"Are you Miss Elise?"
