Dragons

We stare down
Toward the bottom
Of the floating mountains

We start flying
Screaming
Barely touching the roots of the mountains
With our freezing toes

When we laugh
We can’t hear it
I think there is no end
When will we stop?

Looking down
Beauty flies below me
Getting scared I peer down
Off my dragons wing

Black
Pitch black
My dragon suddenly swoops up
Almost making me tumble into the cold black darkness

Then we start back up

Chloe