She was not dead and this was not the afterlife. Finally she felt confident to truly admit such a fact. She had never heard of these "Westlands" before. But perhaps that was for the best, as it was not a name her mind would conjure up by itself. So, was it possible then that she was in the lower lands? Had she managed to escape the High City? Phoenix lifted her head, staring up at the sky above her. Perhaps it did look farther away than she was used to. Perhaps that is why she had been falling in the first place. But somehow she must be on the ground below.

"The High City," the redhead responded as she lowered her gaze back down to the girl. Surely the girl had heard of the land suspended in the air. And for a moment she wondered if she had made a mistake of telling the girl the truth. If the girl - Elspeth - knew of the High City, knew that the city bred killers, she would certainly flee in fright.

"As for a name," she hesitantly continued, "I'm called Phoenix."