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questions. I slide into my winter boots, grab my coat, and walk outside. Fresh snow has settled on the ground, and I trudge through it as I make my way to the willow tree. The long tendrils of green sway as the wind gently buffets them. I move past them until I come to the creaking swing, and I sit on it, resting my head against the ropes.
    I take a deep breath in and a deep breath out.
    OK.
    OK .
    Honestly? Having magical powers is somewhat cool , even if I had to spontaneously combust to obtain them. This new world whose veil has lifted for me is enchanting . But. Because there’s always a but . After seeing the vision of death and fire and the end , my willingness to embrace this new world is somewhat muddied. The vision had been so real, as if I were the one standing there destroying… well, everything. And I guess it was me. Although the vision seems less and less real as the minutes tick by, I still remember the solemn gaze of the girl who shares my name. I still feel the absolute despair she harboured in her heart. I still picture the corpses of people I haven’t even met yet, but who meant so much to me.
    And it frightens me.
    I hear snow crunching, and when I turn, I see Harriad.
    ‘I’m sorry for disturbing you,’ he says.
    ‘It’s fine,’ I say.
    ‘Your father was worried about you.’
    ‘He’s always worried about me. It’s his job.’
    He nods. ‘You’re having difficulty adjusting, I take it.’
    ‘Did your magic help you out there, or am I just too obvious?’
    He smiles. ‘It is a lot to process, especially if you knew nothing in the first place.’
    ‘Like you’d understand,’ I say, and then shake my head. ‘Sorry, that was mean of me.’
    ‘Actually, I dounderstand how unnerving it is,’ he says, leaning against the tree. ‘I was raised in the human realm, too.’
    I look at him. ‘You were?’
    ‘Yes. Unlike you, though, I had a mother and father who were both powerless. So when I was told what I was, I thought I must be mad.’
    I laugh.
    ‘I accepted it, though, just in the same way you have.’
    ‘What, reluctantly?’ I say.
    ‘Somewhat. I knew I couldn’t run from magic, even if I didn’t want to embrace it either.’
    ‘Magic,’ I mutter. ‘It’s so… stupid . I never read fairy tales when I was a kid. I didn’t have books like that, ’cause Dad hated them. But when I got older, I read a lot of them, and never once did it cross my mind that magic could be real, let alone other realms. And yet I’m Chosen. Apparently.’
    ‘Are you really so adverse to this world?’ he asks.
    ‘It’s not that. Just because I never believed in magic doesn’t mean I never wished it was real. I’ve always wanted to know what’s out there. That’s why I’m glad Duwyn exists, but…’ The vision Dad had shown me. ‘It’s all so complicated.’
    ‘I know.’
    ‘Yeah…’ I stare at the cottage in the distance, the light shimmering through the oval windows. ‘What’s it like… Duwyn? Is it different from here?’
    He smiles. ‘You have no idea. Imagine a place ruled by nature, barely touched by man. The rivers flow silver, mountains rise abundant, and the creatures share the land with us. It’s a paradise. Truly, it is.’
    ‘And if I go with you…’ If . Since he’s come here, Harriad has made it sound as if I have a choice, but I know I don’t.
    ‘If you come with us, you’ll get to see a new world . You’ll get to see things you never even dreamed of or thought were possible. A land of impossibility, a land made of myth and magic. And, if you want, you can be a part of it. A new world —can you imagine?’
    I’ll admit that he paints a good picture. ‘Of course I want to see all of that, but…’ The vision I was shown paints quite a different picture. If I hadn’t been shown that, if I hadn’t seen myself standing among ruins, I would be jumping up and down to go to Duwyn, but…
    I hear Harriad’s shoes crunch in the snow. I turn to face