Chapter 631: Center

No rubbery membrane here, nor soap-bubble squeak. And no darkness devouring everything. Instead, when I stepped into the veil, a song welcomed me, a warm blanket and sunshine, a feeling of home like I'd never known before. When Demetrius had taken me to the vampire castle with his sorcery, I wanted to weep from terror and loss.

This time, the tears rose from joy.

We weren't in it long, the delicious place between my plane and the home of the maji. Just long enough I knew I would pine for the feeling for the rest of my life.

Until I found my own way back. And then I might never leave.

The feeling continued to a lesser extent as we exited the veil, the glowing seam sealing with a sigh of sound. I wiped at the wetness on my cheeks, unashamed as Iepa gently touched my hand.

"I know," she said in a voice vibrating with joy. "You are one of us, Sydlynn. This is what true power feels like."

I nodded, unable to speak just yet past the lump in my throat, instead taking a moment to absorb