WHERE THE LIFTWOOD FAILS • by Graham Brand – Every Day Fiction

We were twenty thousand feet above an uncharted lake when we passed through the rift. In that instant, our sky galleon began to fall. Where seconds before the sun had been shrouded in cloud, now the sky was blue and bright. via Pocket via FREE Fiction / Raindrop.io https://raindrop.io
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