THE Verdant Regard stepped out of the green light and into the Chrysalis.
She arrived in a region where the silk had given way to seas, vast slow seas of gold that rolled and turned in every direction, and every wave in them was a destiny. Some were bright and short and crashed quickly. The air above them hummed with all the futures they carried.
A moment later, the space beside her rippled, and Noah stepped through, with Kir One looming at his back like a black mountain that had followed him home.
THE Verdant Regard turned her head and looked around.
Her face was the same, beautiful and still, her dark green hair stirring in a warm wind off the golden seas. But her eyes were not green anymore. They were gold, pupilless and shining, Noah's eyes looking out of her face.
And what they saw was walls!
