Lily was floating in cold darkness. There was nothing--no light, no noise, no air, and yet somehow she wasn't dying.
I'm dreaming, she realized vaguely.
Her newfound core of power flickered weakly in the center of her chest. She winced, pressing a hand over the spot as though she might be able to physically push the magic back.
It flickered again, and suddenly in the nothingness there was a faint breeze, carrying with it the scent of spring rain. Lily drew in a shaky breath, turning her head to follow it.
Was...was that...was someone else there?