…. that night she dreamed about her nan. Zara saw her sitting in front of the tiny looking wooden house on top of the holy mountain. The Wood in the back was just a black cloud behind her and Zara could feel her granny’s aura and like always see it as well. Her heart chakra was not turning. It’s bright and calming green was covered in grey and black plots and she could hear her crying. The dog was there licking her face. Zara tried to run to her to hold her in her arms but there was a great wind coming up and….
She woke up. Leaves are flying all around her. Her Hair blew in her face and she was drenched in rain water. She jumps up and runs against the wind into the wood but there is no place without rain coming through. The dog is nowhere around…..