The journey to the city was no less daunting for Teru than the one before, but she knew the Efraimu now, knew their names and their warmth as they slept close to her at night. Ifa had come forward when they set out.
I will take her, she insisted. More gentle.
I will take her, More gentle.After some grumbling, Lore agreed, and Teru found that flying with Ifa was indeed easier than with Lore. It was still an assault on the senses, though—everything suddenly becoming tiny when seen from above, the swift drops in height when they avoided clouds, or steep, rapid climbs when they avoided trees or mountain tops.
Teru wondered whether she would be able to speak once she was with other humans. Maybe her loss of speech had something to do with only being around dragons. Again, she pushed the tho
