Kai and Kathlyn walked
And walked
And kept walking
At first, it felt like progress. The meadow's winding paths, the strange shifts in the flowers, the faint shimmering of magic in the air it all gave the illusion that they were moving forward, crossing distance, advancing through the Prism's layers.
But after what felt like hours no, maybe more, maybe an entire day the realization set in.
They weren't just walking forward.
The Prism was pulling them forward.
Time was strange here. There was no sun, no moon, no rising or falling light. The sky remained that same endless pale colour the flowers beneath their feet kept bending, parting just enough to allow passage but the landscape never quite changed.
"Do you feel that?" Kathlyn asked softly, after what might've been their twentieth silent hour.
Kai, who had been quietly summoning and dismissing his shadow clone to pass the time (much to Kathlyn's mild annoyance), straightened slightly.
"Feel what?"
She gestured ahead.
