The transition from their world to the Dragon Realm happened so gradually that Samantha almost missed it. One moment they were flying through familiar mountain air under a darkening sky, and the next, the very atmosphere around them began to shimmer like heat waves rising from summer pavement.
"Hold on tight," Draven called back to her, his golden voice carrying easily over the wind.
Baby Nova chose that exact moment to clap her hands with delight, apparently sensing something the adults couldn't. The gesture sent tiny sparkles of light dancing around them, as if she was personally welcoming the dimensional shift.
"Did she just...?" Samantha started to ask, but her words were lost as reality folded itself inside out.
The sensation lasted only a heartbeat, like stepping through a soap bubble made of starlight. When the world solidified again around them, Samantha's breath caught in her throat.
