Chapter 56The mud was up to their chests now.
Jonah and Stanza still sat face to face in the same temple in Herculaneum. They moved forward through time at a high rate of speed, years passing in minutes.
But how long could anyone bear to be buried in volcanic mud? It would cover them completely in moments. Jonah and Stanza existed as immaterial astral forms, so the mud wouldn't hurt them physically...but physical damage wasn't the kind of damage that worried Jonah.
"Don't let go." Stanza said it more like a plea than an order. "You're not worried, are you?"
"I'm okay," said Jonah. "It can't hurt us."
Stanza didn't look like she believed him. She stared nervously at the steaming mud as it topped her shoulders and climbed her throat.
Jonah knew she couldn't feel it any more than
