I mounted my dragon cautiously. I was so nervous. The only thing we could do was look at each other and cry. The wind roared, so you could not hear anything we said. I was able to however whisper to my dragon. She already knew where to go. Thankfully we all stayed together. We all had to hold on tight.
Finally we halted to a abrupt stop.
"Are all of you peasants alright?" Laurence asked. We all nodded.
" We took 2 days flying, We have 3 days left to get to the bottom of the ocean." I said.
"Tomorrow, we will dive. For right now let's eat." Sonia remarked.
Laurence brought out some rye bread, ecobob and told Sonia to go get Aneace Mustard and King's Dill. I set up a fire. We made a stew with the herbs and the ecobob. There was silence as we ate.
You're insane" I said.
"I know, isn't it great" Laurence replied with a maniacal smile.
At the time we were camped out above the ocean. Sonia had made a aircraft in which we could sleep and still fly. I felt worried about Bristlecone, but Laurence said that by the time we got to the bottom of the ocean she would have all the words length of time to sleep. At that time I conveniently had a craving for cheesecake. I groaned. I missed Andromeda every day. I missed mint custard bursts in the morning and Sir Astons experiments mid day. Mostly I missed staying up hours reading in my library. If I was doing that at home right now I would not be happy. I would be disappointed and nervous. I was saving the world, and no matter how hard it was I would just keep flying.
Later, I took the first shift. Sonia took the second and Laurence the third. There were no interruptions which was good. I was exhausted. I woke up with nightmares about Andromeda. I started to cry, and I heard Laurence do the same. I walked near him then noticing that he might be embarrassed if I entered his "room". It hurt me to hear him cry. He sounded worse than hurt. He sounded as if all 14 years of his life had been torture. Although it probably was. He always told me he loved his mom, but then she died in a car crash. He had to live with his dad. I heard him say something about nobody caring for him no one loved him. I had never seen him like this but I told myself the right thing to do was to go to bed. I mean I was crying too. I walked down the way and went to bed, hoping that this was worth it.
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Mystic
AdventureJust something I wrote a couple years back that is unedited. Thank goodness I've improved. Criticism is loved since I'm new!