2_-_court_of_mist_and_fury_a_-_sarah_j._maas

But I felt the wall as we swept through. Felt it lunge for me, as if enraged we’d slipped
past, felt the power flare and try to close that gap but failing—
Then we were out.
The wind was biting, the temperature so cold it snatched the breath from me. That bitter
wind seemed somehow less alive than the spring air we’d left behind.
Azriel banked, veering toward the coastline, where Rhys and Cassian were now
sweeping over the land. I shivered in my fur-lined cloak, clinging to Azriel’s warmth.
We cleared a sandy beach at the base of white cliffs, and flat, snowy land dotted with
winter-ravaged forests spread beyond them.
The human lands.
My home.