I grabbed on to my locket and held it tight. I said a prayer and remembered that I will find a way to get to the other side of the beast and make it out alive. Tears rolled down my cheeks as though people were falling down a sturdy, narrow, steep hill. I looked upon the edge of the cliff hoping to see some beautiful wonders held within the other side. I wanted to fly over there by flapping my arms with great speed at about 100mph. Flapping my arms, I swept the horrendous storm further towards me.
I saw the eye of the beast. I saw it stare at me with a devilish look as if they were going to do something that would disturb civilisation forevermore and take me with it.
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The Wizard Of Oz: The Next Chapter
FantasyThe daughter of the famous character Dorothy goes to the world of Oz. Has things changed or stayed the same?
