Mistress Of Souls: A Prophecy Of The Sisters Novella - Plot & Excerpts
She barely registered the pain in her knees, wrought from hours spent kneeling while willing her spirit to travel the Plane, but eating was an inconvenience she could not always ignore. It was one of the many challenges she had discovered in traveling while awake. There had been a time when she had needed sleep to travel, when she had needed the haze of slumber to move from the physical world into the spirit realm of the Otherworlds. But that time had passed many years ago. Now, she was more accustomed to traveling the Plane than being in her world. More accustomed to kneeling on the floor of her dead mother’s chamber than walking Birchwood’s grounds, ground she had once known like the back of her hand. Hunger was the only thing that forced her from her reverie. It had not always been that way. With Aunt Virginia in the house, escape had not been possible. Not really. Though Alice sought isolation, Aunt Virginia was always there.
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