Two
We’re already running as a glimmer of light appears ahead of us. I expect hot sand and a blinding sun, but the light is dim and the air that drifts across my skin is almost icy. “Quickly,” Calla says, pulling me across the sand beneath a night sky bright with a million stars. Our feet sink with every step, slowing us as we try to run toward the dome of magic that conceals the Griffin rebels’ hideout. Calla mutters something, and magic shoves us the final distance, launching us clear through the dome layer. I stumble and run forward a few steps as my feet hit the grass inside the oasis.
The lush landscape is filled with giant trees, bushes laden with flowers, and a river tumbling over rocks in the distance. The breeze is just the right temperature, and a fresh floral scent fills my no
