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His irises flickered as he gazed up and up and up "Can’t wait"

THIRTY-NINE

Rune’s harried thoughts weren’t enough to keep hisdrop beneath his feet

He and Josephine had navigated carved steps to reach the Plankway in the Sky--a wooden path thousands of feet in the air, affixed to the side of the sheer ely, the lift that would’ve saved the humans were about, so he and Josephine couldn’t trace to the top Besides, he couldn’t see where to land, and he’d never been there before

He sidled along the narrow path, cobbled-together froth of chain stretched across the rock face for a handhold He gripped it with clammy palms The sun beat down on the his eyes

Rune had few true fears; acrophobia, the fear of heights, was one of the, utterly fearless

Utterly surprising

Rune’s deterth fueled his desire, but sex would also bind her to him--and therefore to the Møriør

His mission had expanded: kill Nïx and recruit Josephine And once Rune did, would the brother follow his sister to their side?

The Møriør could have two hybrids of uniht of her around a sharp bend Not far behind hihed and yelled to each other

He transferred his sweating grip from one chain to another He was seven feet tall; these boards weren’t intended to hold someone of his size

When Josephine skipped back to hiht The rusted bolts attaching wood to stone squeaked

Perspiration dotted her forehead andhair were damp Sun struck her face, and he ht, she seehtly pinkened She was exhilarated, her eyes appearing even brighter against those seductive shadows

He was glad she wore no glamour Her looks were forever unique to her He could stare at her spectral face for hours

"Up ahead, the view is sick! You can see hted in giving hirief "There’re no more planks It’s just little foot holes carved into the rock H I wonder if they’ll even fit"

Josephine could float or ghost or whatever she called it She could all but fly