THE SEVENTH REALM: AMETHYST — Without an edge

She thought gratefully of Evarista and the satchel that had fed her for so many days. Inwardly, she greeted Helio, her parents, Ernesto, Aurora, Yaseee, and her blue family. She remembered the phoenix of her dreams as well. Each presence found a place without displacing the others.

Her gratitude spread until she could no longer clearly distinguish where she ended and what she loved began. She was still sitting beneath the orange tree with the peel beside her, yet she also felt immense, without an edge she could point to.

She didn’t know how long it lasted.

“It’s time to rest,” the tree told her.

Skyblue got up. She returned the peel to the earth, gave thanks for the food, and entered the shelter her host offered. Before going to sleep, she sent her love to the visible and invisible beings of the enchanted lands.