> "At our size, it could be. I will try to be careful, though. Tell me to stop moving if I put the island at risk."
> Slowly rotate our torso as far to the left as we comfortable can without moving our feet, then slowly keep rotating our head to the left until we can see the island. Stop if we feel any resistance or if Mary tells us to.
>"I guess so," says Maribel. "I'll tell you," she says.
>You slowly turn. The first thing you notice is a large island, about a foot and a half across if you were at your proper size, hovering around your torso. The sizable mountain and empty lake bed suggest that it is the large island where you found the ruined gateway to the wastelands that Maribel had used. You cannot see the roots on the mountain, thankfully, and don't feel any unnatural trepidation, but you know they are there.
>"It's right there," says Maribel, awkwardly reaching around you to point at a spot just past your chest. "You might want to move back a little, though."
>_