Ember Frost’s POV

The cave wall shuddered.

No—it was moving in waves.

The moment it realized we had noticed, the so-called cave dropped its disguise. Whatever restraint it had worn vanished in an instant.

Rock slid through rock as if the cave had forgotten how solid objects worked. The floor folded upward, cutting through itself, while the walls leaned in and merged where there should have been empty space. Depth collapsed. Distance stopped making sense. What should have been far felt ...