66 The Fall

Chapter 66 The Fall Everything moved in slow motion. The pencil flew. Up... up... up... High above the mast. Spinning... Spinning... Spinning...

Then it began to fall. Tumbling... twirling... round and round... past peanut... Past Nerys...

Down... down... down... It would surely break when it hit the ground, trapping them all in Chroma forever. Then a hand shot out and grabbed it.