ETTING   OME   O   LFANDRA

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Hespa's Story part 25 - Third Time Lucky?

...Pyros blinks a few times from the residual light, but can still see nothing but blackness.  He concentrates on his other senses, hears the flap of Cira's wings not far off.  He feels...somehow lighter.  Shocked, he realizes that he no longer has a rider.  "EMMA?!"  he yells into the void, fearing she had fallen.  No response comes, not even an echo from some far-off ground.  "EMMA!!!" he roars again, using the full might of his draconic voice.  Again, the eerie silence, interrupted only by the
rhythmic flapping of two sets of wings.  A sudden thought strikes.  "...Hespa?  Hespa, are you there?"

With the lack of response, Pyros manages a nervous grin.  "It must have worked.  Hespa's back in Alfandra, and hopefully Emma's making her way back inside her house..."  He sounds like he is trying to convince himself as much as he is Cira.  He addresses the deep.  "Emma, as soon as you're back, let us know."  He silently prays that Emma materialized in the garden in RL as planned, rather than in an ocean....or inside a star (which, given the track record of the space-folding technique, was not out of the question).