Heri

You notice a lioness lying on a large rock. Her body seems lit in a violet flame. She must be one of the gods you think. A strange blue mist wraps around her. It’s hard to see from a distance but you see faint outlines dancing and shifting in the smoke. You tentatively step forward and her head turns in your direction. You see her eyes are alight with fire. You feel pulled to her. Like invisible vines are dragging you forward. Your close enough to see the smoke around her is taking forms of lions. They look familiar. You swallow hard. It’s your deceased loved ones. All taking shape and moving around you. The lioness looks calm and touches a claw to your temple. You feel like your very essence is being dragged out of you and now lies at your feet. You look down to see a small pulsing orb of golden held in the lionesses paws. She examines it and says slowly,
“ Your not from here. Your soul is not ready,” she turns away and the golden light rush’s into your body. You shakily walk away with the lionesses glowing eyes following you.