Bandel Books Online

Mira stands at the open hatch of the flux skiff, one foot across the line. The hallway behind her is familiar rust and code. Ahead the storm rages through a dissolved wall. Magical light guides her forward, sleepwalking at first, then fully awake. The amulet pulses on her back. She pauses = hands near her face, eyes wide. The threshold holds her. No words. Only the choice to step through.