She feared that she might be in the future or maybe the past but one thing she was sure of was that she was far from her time.
Was she ever going to find a way back? She wasn't sure.
Everything felt so out of place and unreal.
Isla stood frozen,cold mist swirling at her feet and her toes wet from the dew drops on the grass. She didn't know where this place was or how to get out but she knew that she was far away from home. It was as if she was in a different realm or even a different time as everything looked so ancient like. She continued to stare down at the path the young girls had taken,the trees dancing silently as the breeze brushed their leaves. Their clothes had seemed so strange and the style looked so new to her.
"Is this the in-between?" She murmured. She wondered if her mother wanted to talk to her or was that man trying to tell her something by bringing her here.
