Fear gripped my heart as I caught up with Nida near the edge of the wheel.
I had to fight my overwhelming urge to retreat again.
This close, I could plainly see how thin the glass was holding back all the land, water, and air from the cold void beyond.
The girl had dismounted her stryder by some sort of metal podium.
I climbed down off of my machine to join her.
She paid no mind to my approach, and went on tinkering with something near the base of the podium.
I fumbled through a pathetic apology directed at the back of her head, with no sign that she'd heard me.
Eventually, Nida stood up and touched a switch on the podium that opened a huge, circular door in front of us . The girl climbed back onto her stryder without a word, and headed through the doorway.
I scrambled to catch up and follow her into that other wheel.