To the spirit world

The cold night was eerie and silent. Everything except Alice's mind. She was certain there were burn marks on her body before her father brought her home and even after that how did the burns suddenly disappear? Her father had told her the lot he knew about her essence but still, Alice had questions that only the mouthpiece of the Oracle could answer. She had gone to the priest, the bridge between the mortals and their supreme being to get answers to her questions.

"The path you seek can only be made clear to she that sought it" the priest sang in a ritual song to her.

"What do you mean, great one?"

"I don't have the answers to the questions you seek. But I can take you to a place to get the answers" the priest responded. "But you must be willing and ready" the priest added.

"I'm ready," Alice said defiantly.

"Then, I must warn you. The journey you are set to embark on is a tricky one. You be careful with home to trust even in the spirit world. Recklessness and ignorance are the bir