Ori nosed the last fading glimmer and made up his mind. If the lost tomorrows had drifted beyond the islands, he would go after them, one by one.

Peep zipped to Ori’s side so fast his little whistle gave a peep. “I’m coming,” Peep said, puffing out his chest. “You do the big, steady part, and I’ll do the fast part.”

Ori gave a low, brave hum and turned toward the open sky-sea.