Wild Cats

Kat giggled for almost a minute before responding. “No, silly! Time travel? Even the god of gods, Quetzalcoatl, can’t turn the wheel of time!”

Tyler had a quizzical expression on his face. “Then what did I just experience? The days and nights came and went—like a time-lapse!”

“I can’t see the future or travel through time. However, as the patron goddess of the moon, I know the language and patterns of the celestial bodies. I can imagine what the night sky will look like in twelve days. You can consider it a cosmic projection of my divinity.”

“So you mean-”

“Yes! You misinterpreted the map’s riddle. It actually said the path will open only when it SEES a full-moon night. It didn’t say it HAS to be a full-moon night.”

The forest parted as if on cue, and a paved path opened before them. Under the moonlight, a powerful gust of wind blew from unseen lands that had been inaccessible until now—El Abyssium.

“Have I ever told you that you are amazing?” Tyler murmured.