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Elara pulled a small glass cutter from her belt. “Ten seconds, folks.”

“Where’s that?” Mimsy asked.

Elara stared at him for half a second. Then she reached down, scooped him up, and held him against her chest as they shot into the sky. sky pirates pigeon forge

The Iron Carolyn limped east, trailing a single torn weather balloon. Below, the Dolly-bear tipped its sunglasses and waved. The crowd at the Lumberjack Feud gave the fleeing airship a standing ovation, thinking it was part of the show. Elara pulled a small glass cutter from her belt

Elara smiled. The Island in Pigeon Forge was a glittering monstrosity of fake waterfalls, a 200-foot Great Smoky Mountain Wheel, and more fudge shops than God ever intended. It was also, for the last three Tuesdays, their primary target. Then she reached down, scooped him up, and

“Captain,” Pockets hissed, pointing at the Great Smoky Mountain Wheel. A cabin near the top had stopped. Inside, a little boy with a blue mohawk was pointing directly at them. His mother was on her phone.