| "Thank you, R'gan," we all echoed one by one. He sneered at
me again as he told Soth to take to the air. He roared back, "Get ready,
and don't scream in my ear boy!"
I was about to retort, but between's icy grasp enveloped us. I had never understood what all the descriptions of between had really meant -until now. In my opinion it's like a merging of space and water. You don't feel like you are falling or that you are weightless. There is no air yet it is not a vacuum. There just isn't any O2 (Oxygen) for your lungs, so not holding your breathe could result in eventual asphyxiation. Just when I thought we were going to stay there indefinitely, we came out above Telgar Hold. The view was- how shall I put it- breath taking, to say the least. At first, it looked as if Telgar had gold shutters, but then Soth dropped about a dragonlength as he made a turn to face the high cliff -no idiot palisade-, and I saw that they were bronze shutters. With all the flags flying, I thought to myself, you'd think it was the UN Building. All through the flight, I expected my fear of falling to my death to emerge. It never did which scared me all the more. Do not worry. You will not fall, said a voice that I did not recognize. I turned and looked at Lord Jaxom and he said, "Wonderful, isn't it?" "What?" "Flying. Isn't it wonderful?" "Yes, quite an experience. On Earth we had machines which we flew in, and that's quite a frightful experience." "Why's that?" "Well, I always expected the engines to fail. Then, we would |
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