It should come as no surprise, then, that Ophelia lead them towards the brightly lit circle, clouds and fractured light broken into a prism of rainbows--and skirted around the circle that resembled a fairy ring, as though it harbored poisonous snakes. Fool her once, and all of that. In spite of her squared shoulders and lifted chin, she held on to Cara tightly as they stepped through it, more frightened than she wanted to admit that someone or something might try to separate them again, as they had when they'd both arrived in this strange new place.

Thankfully that didn't happen, and Ophelia exhaled the breath she'd been holding, though she disguised it as merely a huff of air and not a sigh of relief. "How lovely! Islands floating in the sky! I've heard of cities like this, but my travels never brought me to one before now."