45 Meimi
Hoisting up my skirts, I rush through the open vortex between our worlds. For a moment, it feels as if I’m suspended in space. Zero gravity. Perfect darkness.
Then I land on my butt and freeze, not believing what I’m seeing.
First of all, there’s no sign of Thorne or Cole.
Second, what I do see makes no sense.
Before me sprawls an abandoned settlement from the Old West. Twenty wooden structures line a dusty central street. A sign reads Town of Vingian Knot, Population: 1,204. Beyond the buildings, open prairies stretch off in every direction. Low hills overlap along the horizon line. Two searingly bright suns burn down from a pale blue sky. That settles it.
This isn’t Earth.
It’s Umbra.
Thorne once told me his planet was like the Wild West. In fact, Thorne’s older brother
