*Isla*

“Go back, Isla,” the Moon Goddess says to me. “Go back.”

“But I want to come with you,” I argue as I continue to float toward her.

She shakes her golden curls and says, “It’s not time yet. I brought you here only to remind you of two things, dear child. One, you are loved, and two… it is time that you remembered who you are.”

I stare at her in confusion. My mind is foggy anyway. I can’t remember how I came to be here, floating through the sky with her, and I can’t remember where I’m meant to be.

So how am I supposed to remember who...