Chapter 11
Cold crushed her lungs, pushing out her last precious bit of air. Whether she was falling or the world around her was moving, she didn’t know.
Death.
This can’t be death. It wasn’t before.
Maggie’s brain felt as though it might burst from lack of air.
Maybe she had done it wrong. She hadn’t found a way through one of the stitches that led to a faraway world, and now she would just be trapped in the darkness forever.
She opened her mouth to try and ask for a light, but in the void, speaking was impossible.
Dying in battle would have been better.
Just when Maggie had decided that this was, in fact, the end, bright light shone around her, and she was plunged into cold darkness.
But it wasn’t like before. This darkness had texture. Flowing around her. Maggie opened her mout
