long awaited sequel to Warp and Weft journey now on theSilken Web wherethe Wheel of the year has turned twice since Sybille disappearedmysteriously and the women charged with fi nding her have grownbeyond recognition, as has the group who gathered from allrealms to helpSam fl ew through the Aethers, unfettered, free of all humanburden and pain. A cool, fragrant wind, ruffl ed long fl ight quills,all memory gone, of who or what she was, had been or ever wouldbe, in that moment. Carried under a cloak of musky-sweet feathers;safe, a gentle recall emerged of warm arms and soft down.Then, something was pulling at her, tugging at her mindinsistently; Sam, she heard. Sam, come back, its not your timeto leave.An acrid odour seared her nostrils; offensive, as burnt feathersor hair and she fought to maintain her blissful fl ight away from therealms of pain and dark matters.A voice grew stronger, this one deeper, a masculine melodictone; Morgan sang to her, calling her back Life is a struggle whenwe see through the veil hands become fragile; skin fair and pale. Comehome from the dreaming come back to this place, nows no time to travel,come home from this space. You are a dreamer, one who sees true memoriesawaken feathers blue-black hue. Free fl ying falling then higher yousoar, come home from your dreaming there is more so much more.Come with them on the next stage of the search as Sam learnsdisturbing and heartbreaking things about her passage through theBetween.
