REJECTED MATE
“What’s that?”
“A snag,” said Ophois.
“This is the space between dimensions,” Fenrir said, his voice grim. “Demeter’s plants were strong and thick enough to navigate this realm and create a breathable atmosphere that wouldn’t kill your physical bodies.”
“Okay,” I said, hoping one of them would add a little more detail.
Ophois tossed a gold key into the void, creating a second doorway that opened into a hallway. “This is the palace of the Sixth Dimension.”
“So, we need to create another bridge?” I asked.
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