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Traveling by ley line felt like falling. But not a free fall like bungee jumping or hopping out of an airplane. I would know. I'd done both.
So let me amend my simile. It was more like riding a roller coaster. When the rider's body gets flung here and there out of their control. But they were strapped in and there was little chance that they'd be thrown free and die.
And it was a thrill. Instead of thin air, my lungs were drowned in the energy of the ley line. It was like a battery recharge and I was already operating at one hundred percent after receiving all of Mary Magdalene's magic. So I felt like I was about to burst with energy by the time we pulled into the arrival station.
It felt like I was falling forward. Actually rolling forward. I hit the ground hard. Water splashed on
