Lynch
My mother had forged a sand glass from magic, and that was how she checked the time here.
But the problem was that the sand glass method was incredibly difficult for me to keep up with, so I gave up entirely on using it.
Technically, I didn’t know how long I had spent here, but my Elyria claimed I had spent a week.
That should scare me, except that it didn’t, and the reason was simple.
I had no clue on how to get out of this s**t hole—or other dimension, as Keller and Bennett called it.
I was still in Eclipse Hollow.
I desperately wanted to get out, but I couldn’t.
And around here, might is of little essence. It was as if every essence of being around breathed magic.
My mother had walked into the cave that afternoon with three ladies like her, one of them, a little y
