(Amelia)
I stood beside my mother as we prepared to teleport to the meadow where the moonlit dew could be found. I was a nervous mess, but I somehow knew that we would retrieve it without any problems.
The ritual had to work. It was my only hope of bringing Damien back. Once we have everything, we will gather where the portal is and chant the ritual, which would help lower the shield placed around it.
Mom reached out and placed a hand on my arm, giving me the support that I needed.
"Are you ready, Amelia?" she asked. I nodded, swallowing the lump that formed in my throat.
"As ready as I'll ever be." With a deep breath, I closed my eyes and focused on the energy between us, feeling the familiar pull of magic as we began to teleport.
The world around us shifted, the ground beneath my feet disappearing as we were whisked through space and time. In the blink of an eye, we arrived.
