THE BLOOD OF A WEREWOLF

ift and change. The trees and the sky melted away, and she found herself standing in a vast, open space. In front of her was a glowing

guardians meet. We come here to share knowledge and wisdom and to help each other on our individual paths." "But what is my path?" Mary asked. "I'm

ysterious symbols. "What is this place?" she asked. "It's the center of all knowledge and wisdom," Daniel said. "Guardians from all over the universe have gathered h

ou grow and learn. It's not a destination; it's a journey. But don't worry, you're already on the right path." Mary looked at Daniel, and she realized that

tanding in a field of flowers. It was the same field as her dream, but this time it felt real. She could smell the sweet scent of the flowers, and

ice gentle and kind. "It's good to see you again." Mary ran towards him, and he held out his arms to embrace h

iver. It was clear and sparkling, and the water was so calm it looked like a mirror. "Do you see it?" her father asked. Mary looked into the water, and th

others, and you can use your gifts to make the world a better place. It's a gift and a responsibility. It's up to you how you use it

ave the other guardians, who will be there to support and guide you. Together, you can face any challenge." Mary thought about her friends, and she felt a sense

. "What's happening?" Mary asked, looking around in wonder. "You're entering the realm of the guardians," her father said. "It's a world that exists beyond the physi

can discover more about yourself and your powers. And when you're ready, you can bring those lessons back to your world." Mary nodded, taking it all in.

still. The sounds of the wind and the rustling of the leaves faded away, and she found herself in a place of stillness. "Now, picture yourself in a place that makes y