The trees were tall and domineering, and the vines that ran from root to root were clad in gorgeous flowers, the kind she had never seen before.

The sight was mesmerizing. Aakifahlynn's head tilted up, dashing left to right. She spun around, almost tripping on a thick vine, taking in the picturesque view and committing every detail to memory. This was otherworldly, she'd thought.

If she could draw, she would have sketched it then and there.

Her mind was beginning to relax, and her current torment was at bay.

She continued walking, looking at every crevice and detail she ventured into until she heard water falling. She started making her...