Sirius flew through the thick misty air, his eyes were practically closed because whenever he opened them, it seemed like the landscape had changed. When he opened his eyes, his mind screamed that he was going in the wrong direction, but his bond with Saoirse pulled him forward.
What is this place? Where did they take me when I fell asleep? Did we already make it past the forest?
They must have, there were no more trees. This place was a large city with shops and bustling numbers of people. Whoever the Goddess was that tried to keep him from getting closer to Loki's house, she was ruthless.
He blinked and the landscape seemed to play an optical illusion with him as he passed shops he had already passed, only he saw them now in reverse order as if he had turned around. It felt like going the wrong way on a road. Everything rushing at him backwards, forcing him to turn around. He shook his head. No, I've been going straight the whole time, my eyes are wrong.
