2.17 Bottom's Up (2)

I looked again at the flask, the gems no longer showing the wolf, then back up at Driana. “I swear, I thought I saw a wolf in those stones.”

Driana smiled, a sudden gleam shining in purplish hues through her eyes. I felt it again. That magical pull, only it was to her and not Rodger this time.

“What else do you see?”

I looked again at the flask, still lying on the bed.

“You have to pick it up, girl, or it won’t show.”

I hesitantly reached out, lifting the flask and cradling it in my hands. After a few seconds, the wolf appeared again, and then it started to really move. It was running, first going at a steady jog, then really sprinting, tall objects that had to be trees moving past it. Then, the trees bend and bow in the most unnatural ways. It was like the wolf was pushing them with some invisible force, making the tree bow as it passed.

The wolf continued sprinting, coming to a lake. The gemstone glimmered like the sun reflecting off the water. When the wolf didn’t slow, I gasped, e