An IN THE AIR Excerpt: “The Cult of the Hyalad” by Adrik Kemp

The sisters stared into the flames, fingers clasped around their matching glass pendants, threaded with small beads of different smoky hues. Mina’s pale blue, and Winnie’s pink. The colours reflected firelight, sending patterns dancing over their skin. Behind them, Penny and Edith strung together branches and felled palm leaves to form a shelter large enough…