Chapter 107
and the trees themselves. Halle had read about the sky cities of the North. But the books read more like fantasy than fact. Even standing below one, Halle couldn’t believe her eyes at the expanse of buildings built in, and around, the treetops. She slowed Baston to a walk, barely inching the horse forward. Halle dared blinking her eyes, shifting into her magic sight, and she choked on shock. High above her, in the darkened outlines of the buildings, was the unmistakable glow of people. Not just a few, but many across every tree and in almost every structure. She was surrounded from all sides in the dead of night. Slowly drawing on her chainmail hood, she pulled back on the reins. The horse barely inched forward, making almost no sound. Halle breathed shallowly and her heart raced frantic
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