Chapter 30-1
Thirty The darkness of the faerie paths dissipates around us to reveal a cliff overlooking a rough sea. “Remove the ropes!” Chase shouts. I twist around and see every one of the gargoyles slashing at the ropes Chase tied around their arms. “And into the air!” he yells. The gargoyles begin running. Wings flap way too close to my body as the cliff edge races to meet us. And then, just as we’re about to tumble over it, my gargoyle leaps, and then we’re rising, rising, into the air. As we gain height, I release my breath, and look past the flapping wings and out at the ocean. My hope almost shrivels into nothing when I notice the position of the sun on the horizon. “It’s almost sunset,” I shout to Chase, though I’m certain he’s already noticed this. “I didn’t realize it was so much later her
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