Narnijos rainis

Previously

…“This is perfect,” Jonas whispered. “I can work here. I can build my balloon here, away from prying eyes.” He set down the balloon and looked at Mikutis with gratitude. “Thank you, little cat. You’ve helped me more than you know.” Mikutis purred. He had found the source of the mystery. But now a new question stirred in his mind: what would it feel like to ride in that balloon, up among the stars? As if in answer, a tiny light flickered at the edge of the stone circle — a firefly, perhaps, but brighter. It drifted upward, and for a moment Mikutis thought he saw the shape of a cat in the glow. Then it was gone. And he knew his adventure had only just begun.