Wake Up Aislen

Rideten, Present Time

The aether weaved like water around Aislen’s legs, and yet did not wet her. She leaned down, sticking her fingers into what appeared to be liquid, but as she lifted her hand, it clung to her hand in strands like hair or cobweb which shimmered and seemed to squirm in her hands. She let them sift off her fingers back into the ocean and lifted her eyes, searching for any land. There was nothing in sight, the aether ocean blending into the faintly pink sky on the horizon in all directions. At least the aether wasn’t deep, she thought, only coming to mid-thigh. So far, at least – she didn’t entirely trust that she wouldn’t step off a ledge and end up swimming in it. Could a person drown in aether?

She proceeded slowly, stretching one foot forward at a time, feeling the ground before her to make sure it was there before trusting her weight on that foot. As time passed, she began to trust her steps more, and it freed her to speculate on where she was, how she’d gotten t