Book Five: Escape Vo'Arum

Great Uncle Ilder lay on a high narrow table surrounded by flowers and shimmering white crystals. Mila watched as her grandparents made their way to the table, bending over his head, appearing to whisper to him before adding a crystal of their own to the table.

Seated between her mama and papa, Mila straightened in anticipation when her grandparents nodded to Mama.

'Let Mila go play,' Papa spoke the words without moving his lips.

Her mama ...