Sage POV
As I ran toward Silver Peak, the ground shook so badly that I almost dropped my spell book. My house caught fire behind me; another reality tear had gone through the wall of my living room.
I mumbled, "Not good, not good, not good," as I jumped over downed trees and watched the forest around me twist into shapes that didn't make sense. Flowers grew from the sky upside down, and rocks blew by my head like balloons.
It had been weeks since I last saw these tears. No one knew how fast they were spreading; normal places were changing into nightmares where magic went crazy. And based on what my crystal ball told me this morning, something much worse was about to happen in Silver Peak.
A scream could be heard in the trees ahead. It hurt like angry bees were buzzing under my skin as I pushed myself to run faster. Someone young, maybe even a child, let out that scream.
