Several hours later, we were ready to set off again. Mason and I walked up the creaking staircase to the sky-ship. As it slowly left the ground, we looked over the railings. Gazing at the waters below. Soon we were level with the white clouds. The beautiful sun was nearly out of sight now and not long after it was gone. The sky was an ebony black, with only the light of the moon. Without warning, rain came pouring down. Mason was asleep but i was wide awake. Suddenly, a dark silhouette thundered across the deck. What was that?

By DaisyH at St Annes CVA