Chapter 6
Tethys was falling. Her stomach felt like it might drop out of her body and plunge into the darkness below. She glued her eyes shut, bracing for a long awaited impact.
When it didn’t come, however, she fought every instinct and cracked them open again. Only a darkness so black, so all-encompassing, met her terrified gaze, as if she’d been sucked out of the world and spit out here, in this nothingness.
She opened her mouth to relieve herself of the scream building pressure in her throat, but as she exhaled and her vocal cords rubbed together, there was still only silence. Silence and the violent whooshing of air—if that’s what filled this cavernous void.
She wriggled and writhed, instinctually reaching for anything to cling to.
There was nothing.
The dark collapsed into her as she rolled to her back, feeling the weight of her chest slam into her spine.
With outstretched hands, she continued her violent descent, tendrils of black hair wrapping themselves around her like a cocoon. Black hair?
When finally she plummeted through a hazy, shimmering veil, the world illuminated around her in dizzying greens, blues, and lilacs. Her vision blurred, adjusting to the sudden instance of light.
“Save him! Save him! Save him!” a voice, stranger to her own, cried as she plummeted faster and faster and faster. “Bring him home!”
The ground below, blanketed in waves of emerald grass, raced to meet her. Tethys threw her arms over her head, bracing for the crater she’d surely make upon impact. As she squeezed her eyes shut, midnight fur blocked the final glimpse of light. Then, everything faded into.