Blackfeather Woods flashed junk mind

In the middle of his distress, the promise of learning how to reconnect with the other side was encouraging. He couldn't believe yet what had just happened, and although it was probably all in his imaginative mind he did not want to live a single day without Anna's company. She'd been his companion when his parents hadn't been there, and ever since birth she'd been the only one who knew him perhaps better even than himself. Anna was important.

"Can we start now?" he asked his new mentor, and already she was an authoritative figure in the ruleless child's little world. If it meant that doing what she told him would make him able to live again what he'd just experienced, then he would follow her command.