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“I don’t understand.”

“The axis of this world has been destroyed. All stability is gone, and this entire land will end up on its ass.”

Since Ellister’s wings are still out, he’s able to get us into the air, though I can’t tell which way is up or down. My hair is sticking straight out, like it doesn’t know where to go.

As the ground becomes almost vertical, dizziness invades my head as all equilibrium is lost.

Gravity isn’t doing its job. Everything feels off. I have the sensation of being light and heavy at the same time.

“Give me the sleeping bag,” Ellister orders. “Then use your nails to scrape the glue away from the back of the watch. You’re going to have to put it up to my mouth. Pour all of it in.”

Keeping my legs wound tightly around his waist, I remove the chain from my neck and begin the imperative task.

My hands shake as the world moans and emanates deafening booms. Above us. Below us.

“I don’t want the liquid to fall out.” I’m breathing hard as I pick at the glue around the back. “I’m going to put it up to your mouth, and I want you to suck hard, okay?”

We both know his sucking skills are top notch.

I put it up to his mouth, and he does the damn thing.

Just as he slurps out all he can, the landscape seems to stop moving, and the odd feeling of being suspended in the air stops.

My balance is still way off, but at least the ground seems like it’s where it belongs again.

To make sure Ellister consumed every bit of Glow inside, I completely open the back and shake out a couple more drops into his mouth. He even goes as far as sticking his tongue in the hollowed-out space and licking around.

Now all we can do is wait.

We don’t have to wait long. That waterfall mist must’ve done something, because a vortex starts swirling behind Ellister before I can put the chain back around my neck.

I cling to him, and we get sucked in.

We freefall through the chaotic abyss.

Time travel is a bitch. I mean, going through a vortex is always disorienting, but this is worse.

It takes longer.

So much longer.

Maybe it just feels like we’re spinning forever because of the anticipation. I have no idea where or when we’ll land once we get to the other side of this.

But I have hope.

Within minutes, we could be back on my farm.

Now that we’re officially out of the Lost Land, I feel my soul return. The very essence of who I am—and my connection with Ellister—is back.

Some stress travels from him to me through our reestablished bond.

“Hannah,” he grits out, sounding like he’s hurting.

Squinting, I try to look at him, but everything is blurry, dark, and windy. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m running out of power and losing control.” His body trembles against mine. “I don’t know what year we’re going to land in, but it’s not what I’m aiming for. We’re going to fall short.”

“It’s okay,” I say, meaning it.

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