The world was quiet, eerily so, as Seraphina floated in a space that seemed stitched from stars and whispers.
There was no ground beneath her feet, and yet she wasn't falling. Instead, she hovered in a strange realm filled with magic that was pulsing around her like a heartbeat.
A soft breeze stirred the silence.
She turned slowly, and in front of her, a shimmering vision began to unfold.
One by one, she saw herself... many versions of herself... each standing with hands raised, each surrounded by a different elemental magic.
The first one glowed deep violet as shadows danced around her like living creatures. The next crackled with bright silver-blue lightning, her eyes glowing like storm clouds. Another was swirling in a spiral of soft green winds with leaves circling her body.
