Looking out of his window, Wyatt could see the surface of Okodomos passing by. Playground was an odd country, spending months at a time floating through the air until it landed. And even then, it was just for a week.

She glanced at the calendar pinned to the wall, crossing off another day. Just two weeks to go until Playground landed again. Where would it be this time? Maybe Thieves Den, or Lost Temple? They did love the cooking in the desert.