"Welcome to my world. Welcome home." Emmanuel smiled, his arms around me. Birds sang, welcoming the rising sun. He stepped up onto the bank and set me down, my feet sinking into soft, wet earth. "Where are we?" Dimitri asked, still standing in the swiftly moving stream, looking up to where the house was only moments ago. A mere flash ago. But now, it was just trees--ancient, snarled trees, ferns at their feet. A forest...