Belladonna had prepared herself for anything but a boat ride on musky waters, the crickets of the night, the fog, the dark starless sky, and the eerie movement of the boat as Alaris paddled it quietly on the surface of the open dark river.
The water rippled gently as the paddle move through it again and Belladonna rubbed her arms from the cold, looking in all directions, searching for something, anything.
There was nothing, only darkness, and the fog.
They were alone.
Sometimes, it even felt like she was the only one.
"Going to a realm is different from going to another village." Alaris had said when she had asked why they were taking a boat there, instead of just shifting there. "The rules here are different." He had concluded.
When she had countered him with the "How do you know about that? Didn't you say you haven't gone out through anyone's dreams before?"
