Tyranny

"Rowan, do you remember that dream you had last night, the one with the tiger and the forest?"

My mouth dropped onto my plate. "What? How did you...I didn't tell -"

Aunt Kora interrupted. "Shush. We'll answer those questions later, so focus. You came here through a Disarray Portal, a portal that moves from place to place. This certain portal was connected to place, Brooklyn, as you call it. I assume that you wondering where 'here' is.? You are in Tarak, one of the five kingdoms of which rule the world of Khelonaar."

I nodded with wide eyes and asked a question, almost afraid to ask. "Okay. So what does my dream have to do with all of this?"

"Rowan, dear. That wasn't a dream. It was a memory."