Day Fifty and a Half. Maybe.
Dear Diary,
Yay! I grabbed onto a ley line!
Boo! I got sucked right back into the ley prison.
My mother hinted this would happen. Still, it’s one thing to consider you might return to magical incarceration. It’s another to actually float around in an eternal swath of blue space.
Last time I arrived in prison, I balled my eyes out.
This time, I’m ticked off.
The Ley Queen said she closed the loophole that allowed me to leave before. But I’m her daughter. That means it’s basically my job to screw with her schemes.
I will escape.
No question about it.
Okay, that’s just a lot of tough girl talk. I have no idea how to get out of here.
I’m so screwed.
- Calla
