bottled love is suicide, speak, speak, speak (part XLII)

(Roleplay entry. Continued from part XLI.)

Finally, she found Athena again!

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...which lasted all of a minute, before gravity--what little there was--flipped, making her dizzy. She ended up clinging to one of the floating rocks. She could
hear her little girl, close, but she couldn't see her, until it suddenly struck her--she was on the same rock! She was that close!

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She gritted her teeth, creeping forward, disregarding the swoops her stomach did trying to tell her to stop passing through shifting gravity fields, until she'd made it to the other side, and scooped her daughter into her lap. Safe, at last.

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"Mama, what's on your--"

"Never mind, dearling. Never mind. Now, can you show me how you got in?"

The kitten looked around. "No...but...I know where we might go next."

She sighed. "Where?"

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Athena jumped up, bounding from rock to rock until she suddenly took a sharp turn. There was a sizzling sound. Oh, not again!

She leapt into the air, closing her eyes. There was another shearing gravity shift, and she landed...somewhere. On the other side.

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There was ground, and there was...sky, at least, she thought it was sky, and there were...ruins? Bizarre, translucent ruins, but...ruins.

Now where were they?

(Continued in part XLIII.)

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