Chapter Thirty Three

    “Hold on tight.  If you fall, I won’t come to help.”  

Lainey gulped but did what she was told.  Up, up he rose.  Past the cliffs and on towards the stars.  The night air was cool on her face, but for the first time in weeks, the air was not wet.  She forced herself to open her eyes, and when she did the cliffs looked like pebbles on the sand.  

She was soaring on the back of a dragon, she thought.  A stinky, slimy dragon that wants nothing more than to hunt for more slaves.  She held on tightly to a strap he had fastened around his neck.  From her vantage point she could see that they were above the mist, but she could still make out lights down below.  They were flying over a town, and although no sound reached her ears she could imagin