“Not very long ago and not very far away, there once was and still is an invisible place right here with us.” Dot blinked into the sun, then locked gazes with Hazel. “And if you are born knowing…” She trailed off. “What is this?” “And if you are born knowing,” Hazel continued, her voice stronger with each word, “and to be honest we all are, you will find your way through the woodlands to the shimmering doors that lead to the land made just and exactly for you.”
