Hammers Through the Looking Glass: An Alternative History of West Ham United (Desert Island Football Histories)

They never spent long enough in any place for shadow to make friends, to feel at home, to relax. The night deepened, and the stable shifted in the flickering lantern light. But suddenly light flooded in.

She made it as quick a stop as. Feist portal, managing to keep it open long enough to slip a tiny demon through, before it collapsed upon itself, sealing the rift between the two realms and stranding the tiny demon on the other side of the rift.