"Then hold on tight." He stepped closer, and the sand rushed onto the floor, falling into the cracks beneath their feet before lifting them into the air on a small platform. Yet more of the sand flowed beneath them, lifting them ever higher. With a flicked glance toward the northwest, the sand began flowing in that direction, leading them in a gentle curve down toward the floor as they road the sand wave to the ground for as long as their height would permit.
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