Shaken

Heila was dimly aware of Ashlynn's energy sinking into the mud and earth along with hers, but much like Ashlynn, while she felt the brush of the other witch's energy, she followed her own path as her consciousness sank into the earth. 

More than the roots of the trees around her, Heila's mind traced along the roots that connected to trees long fallen, stumps beneath the gentle waves on the surface of the lake. Here, there were a few trees that held on to life despite being almost completely submerged beneath the lake, but if she extended further out, beyond even those hearty trees, she could feel the roots of trees that had stood in places that were once dry land and now lay beneath the water's surface. 

A feeling of calm peace enveloped her, nurturing her body with the gentle power of water that collected in the soil and roots of trees for hundreds and thousands of years.