I looked at Spati, then my brain came back from its temporary vacation. "My power? I just used it--Apparently I'm a healer." I didn't want to admit it, but I had no clue how I'd even gotten here, or how I'd gotten the power or my ability to fight.
I decided I had little to lose in being truthful.
"Actually, I don't know too much about how I got here or where these powers come from. My last memory, before these woods, was a flash of light. And I'm certain I wasn't able to heal people just by willing it before that."
I looked at Moonsong. "I take it you two know more about this place than I do?"
I closed my eyes, as they looked at each other--probably trying to decide how much to tell the amnesiac.
"Actually..." Moonsong began.
