Skylar

I close my eyes, envisioning the streams of the Pack Lands, the serene surface hiding currents beneath. I reach out with tentative thoughts, coaxing the moisture in the air, but it eludes me like a shy creature. Meanwhile, my fire yearns to surge forth unchecked, the golden embers eager to reclaim their dominion.

"Patience, Skyler. Feel both elements as part of you."

I bite back frustration, my hands trembling as I draw deeper into myself, seeking the calm amidst the ...