‘All single points weigh the same – nothing.’Once again, Béla felt defeated. The way she understood how a Focal Press worked was that it simply...didn’t follow the natural laws of the universe. It operated outside the physical universe.‘Very good, child, ‘ the Praetor responded. ‘That is correct.’‘Oh, shut up!’ Béla thought, disgusted with the whole subject.“It can’t be that bad, can it?” Jackie asked, walking up to Béla.“It’s frustrating!” Béla replied. “I don’t understand it!”“Well,” Jacked. It had six little bright blue eggs in it. The parents hadn't been pleased, chattering away at her and flying close, trying to get her away. She'd quickly climbed back down before 'They' saw her from the house. She'd grazed her knee. It had really, really stung when she'd wiped it with disinfectant before putting a plaster on it, but she'd been brave and hadn't cried out, but tears had stung at her eyes before she'd sucked them back inside. She was good at stopping herself from crying, she'd had. Which, of course, they did for two hours. My stomach muscles fluttered and my breath caught as Danny's hand moved down and over my flat stomach. Fingers pressed into tight muscles behind my belly button and I let myself be turned onto my back.All of this happened in silence other than a few squeaks from rusty bedsprings. We hadn't said anything for several long minutes. I moved the arm between our bodies over my head to let Danny move closer as he propped himself up on an elbow. His hand. The plane had some fairly horrific denizens and anyone shifting there needed to get in and out quickly, so as not to provoke them. The talismans provided some small portion of protection while in that plane of existence. The amulets caused the denizens some small amount of pain if they try to close on anyone wearing it, a sort of shock, which infuriated the creatures but kept them at bay. The plane shift was only used when absolutely necessary, when other measures proved unsuccessful. This.