Chapter twoAny attempt to appeal to the Star Lords for help would almost certainly be futile. If I was still dreaming an enormous chasm would swallow me up and with a little luck I would miss the lake of fiery lava.
The force of the wind was a clear indication that I was not dreaming. Funnily enough, I remembered that in my dream I felt no pain as the cudgel hit my hand. In actuality, I felt the pain, and keenly, by Krun!
Out of the corner of my eye I saw a darting shadow. Wind buffeted me, and it was deuced difficult to see what was going on. The ground was approaching very fast. I managed to turn my head, and there was the flier, almost vertical and diving nose first towards the ground. With the power of its silver boxes it sped downward faster than me.
I wanted to look down; but I sh
