Like most of the Sidhe realm, what seemed like an impossibly long journey from one place to the next took almost no time at all. I just considered asking Thalion how long it would take to reach the border after setting out again, heading toward the storm-of course we were-when the air itself seemed to sigh and shift, the sky dulling. A thin, wavering line of green fire appeared in the grass, separating where we stood from the continued expanse of ground. I almost asked why it hadn't ...