Avery
The massive lurch I felt as Erik’s dragon leapt into the air was like a roller-coaster, except I had no seatbelt or any kind of safety equipment. I clung to the rough spikes as the night air whipped through my hair. The rocking momentum threatened to unseat me as his neck and wing joints worked together in a sawing movement. My ears popped as we gained height rapidly. The ground fell away, and we surged out over the sea. The salty air scoured my cheeks and filled my ears with a rushing sound. I ducked behind the spikes as much as possible, clinging on for dear life.
Maricela’s dragon appeared to be having fun. She dipped and dived and twirled in mid-air. I guessed it was the dragon equivalent of batting her eyelashes and flashing her legs. Erik’s dragon gave no sign he was remotely
