Book Four: Chapter 137

A spectral hand appeared on Emily’s shoulder. It was made of shadows, and when it squeezed, she sat up straight and looked around.

“Everything okay?” Amymone didn’t even look up from her book.

“Yeah, just a cold chill up my spine is all.” She closed the book and looked into the sky. Her blonde curls draped over her back and shoulders and caught the sun’s light, creating the illusion that she was surrounded in a golden aura. “Say, Amy, I was wondering something.”

“Wait.” Amymone held up one finger while she finished the page she was on. At the end of her fingertip, a large maple leaf uncurled itself, and she tucked it into the book to mark her place. “Okay, what’s up?”

“You ever wonder where a portal from your tree would go?” Emily looked over at the large oak tree that was about twenty feet from the edge of the fountain. “Only special trees can be used as portals, and once they are linked, it’s permanent. But your tree can be any type of tree, right? So, you