#Chapter 97 We Are Dead

Silver’s POV “Silver, my child. Wake up…” I heard a soft and very familiar voice saying. I moved my head, expecting to feel some sort of pain, but I felt nothing. I felt at ease and even the ache in my chest was gone. When I opened my eyes, I was staring up at the night sky. I was lying on a bed of grass with a ton of wildflowers surrounding me. This was the same spot where I met the moon goddess. My breathing was rapid as memories of what had happened filled my chest and my heart hammered wildly against my rib cage. “Relax, child. You are safe now. There is no danger here,” the woman said in such a musical tone that I immediately found myself calming. “Sit up.” She didn’t speak it like a command, but my body immediately responded to her words, and I found myself sitting up. Getting a better view of my surroundings, I saw that it was still nighttime, and I could hear the distant creek, the sounds of the crickets, and the owls in the trees. It was peaceful here and I found my