048: The Crystal Caves

[Ona]

A collective cry goes through the crowd as the flames rise higher. I am stuck in place, standing stone still.

Where did everyone go?

"The flames are growing, Sir." One of the knights screams to another. "We need to get the queen out of here. Let the rest burn."

As I open my mouth to scream, the world fades, the heat disappears, and I feel the sensation of hands on my back and the kind, soft words of a friend.

"Take a deep breath."

Inhaling deeply, I fill my lungs.

Darkness is brightened by the sound of rushing waves and the brief sensation of water flowing through me as I move from one space to the next.

This is not flying. This feels like falling.

I blink. Exhale. Breathe.

Everything stops.

I am standing in a cave illuminated with blue crystals. The rock is wet, slick, and cold.

"Give yourself some time," the kind voice says as he slowly comes into focus.

The Elf King is standing before me, wet from both sweat and the mist of the nearby water bouncing off the rock. "Displacement