Chapitre 308: Foreign, Yet Familiar (1)

I expected to feel something more as I stepped through the portal. I expected to feel the same thing as I felt when I could create rifts. But no, I felt nothing but the cool breeze of dusk.

"The smell…" Aoife mumbled as she stepped through as well. Inspector John nodded. 

"It's the flowers," I explained, taking a deep breath. The beautiful smell fille my nostrils. "Starsnatchers," 

"This is a sacred place." The Keeper spoke in a low, gentle voice. "If you wish, I will give you a moment." 

"Thank you," I stepped away from the group and walked among the flowers. At some point, I knelt down and picked a single one of them. "I'm done," I said, returning to the group.

"What's that for?" Aoife asked, her voice filled with curiosity and wonder.

"An apology." I gestured her and Inspector John to follow the Keeper. "Don't get left behind."