Chapter 47
Daimon Gate was an ever-changing universe. That was why trespassers tended to get lost and drop to the bottomless oblivion. Ciaran and Madeline faced a strange landscape. Rolling, green hills reached to the horizon and were topped by a twelve-shade rainbow. There were no forests, mountains, rivers, or anything they had been familiar with on Earth.
Suddenly, everything changed color. The rainbow vanished. The hills shifted aside, and forests grew on their left and a raging river appeared on their right.
“I’m afraid this change confused my sense of direction,” Madeline said.
Ciaran chuckled and look at the electronic map his mother had given him. An indicator for direction appeared and pointed to the west. “Let’s go,” Ciaran said.
“That’s a canyon. Are we supposed to climb do
