Someone Else's Kingdom

It soared through the air, the desert below - scorched and hot and dusty - a seemingly endless, barren red. As if they had taken flight into the very Sun. Only hope providing any impression that it would ever end. The dizzying ascent and strange mode of travel making near-zombies of the absconding passengers. Luteeay, alone, scanned the horizon; the others, glaze-eyed sheep, trusting to his shepherding. Then the scenery began to change. Eventually, seeping in at the discernible edge of reality, a faint green hue of inky field. The tiniest hum of greenery where the desert met the sky. The world beyond the world. The land where Prince Aralak had been slain. Where strange deer stalked through scrubby trees, unmolested by man. As the green grew further detail came into focus. Grasses and trees. Peppered with flowers, an altogether deeper red than the red of the desert rock. As if an infusion of lifeblood it quickly re-awakened Liofia, Goola and Julen. Their thoughts reconnecting with their...