“Ready?”
asked Jon.
“Yes, Let’s do it!” replied
Alanna.
Kel and the Winding Circle mages
watched as the glow of Alanna and Jon’s combined magic filled the room. But
the brilliance only lasted a few minutes. Soon it vanished, and no hole had
appeared. Kel watched, wanting to cry. They were stuck. Suddenly, a white
hole flickered into existence.
“Let’s look though it first. Kel,
you can do it,” commented Alanna.
“Okay.” Kel stuck her head though
the portal, and stared. They weren’t in that clearing an hour from Corus. She
wasn’t sure if they were even in Tortall. Then she noticed a sign, written in
Scanran, saying the location of the place. They were as far north in Scanra
as they could go. Kel’s heart sank. It would take months to get out of
Scanra, especially since their horses were still in that clearing. She hoped
they were okay.
“We’re not in Tortall,” announced
Kel, pulling her head back through the hole. “We’re in way Northern Scanra.”
“Why? Why aren’t we in Tortall?”
questioned Jon tiredly as he and Alanna closed up the hole.
“I don’t know why, but I do know
someone who can help,” said Niko slowly. “Her name is Urala Geotheralmo. She
can tell you what your problem is, and how to get back to get back to
Tortall. She lives in the Namorn Empire, in the very city Daja and Frostpine
visited last winter!”
“Can you tell us how to get
there?” asked Alanna.
“Sure. We’ll go get our maps
now,” replied Daja.
“Then maybe we will get home
after all,” whispered Kel, smiling.
The End of The Crossing, Book One of the Mixed Worlds Trilogy.
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