Ty gripped the railing, his hands, red as a tomato,

Thunder boomed around them, lightning crackled

the engine roared, electricity power turned off,

It was pitch black; even blacker then the dragon’s skin.

A brutal wind stirred and the storms grew foggy and cloudy.

What had happened? Did they make it?

Ty gripped the railing, his hands, red as a tomato,

Thunder boomed around them, lightning crackled

the engine roared, electricity power turned off,

It was pitch black; even blacker then the dragon’s skin.

A brutal wind stirred and the storms grew foggy and cloudy.

What had happened? Did they make it?