Kingdom of Ash

through.
But it slowed her. That winged male’s
power slowed her, just enough.
Aelin vanished from his world without a
whisper.
And there it was.
There it was, the pine and the snow, the
snaking spine of the mountains up her
continent, the tangle of Oakwald to the right,
the Wastes to the left. A land of many
peoples, many beings.
She saw them all, familiar and foreign,
fighting and at peace, in sprawling cities or
hidden deep within the wilds. So many people,
revealed to her. Erilea.
She threw herself into it. Grabbed the
tether and bellowed as she hauled herself
toward it. Down it.
Home.
Home.