The road disappeared while Tessa was looking at it.
She leaned toward the forward window of The Sixth Knot. Below the airship, the Fey Woods spread across the country in green ridges broken by streams and occasional stands of pale trees. A moment earlier, a strip of yellow gravel had joined two clearings beneath their port side. Now branches covered the entire slope.
"Hold this heading." she said.
Kesh kept one hand on the wheel. "Wind change?"
"Something on the ground."
Their freight had already been delivered. Three empty harness frames and a stack of folded packing cloth occupied the lower deck. They had enough daylight for a comfortable return, and Min had reported a full reserve before departure. Tessa checked the map before asking for a turn.
The road had appeared between a split gray outcrop and a pond shaped like a bent finger. Both landmarks remained visible.
"Take us around the pond. Same height."
