I bet you remember the day you first set foot on an airship. When you felt the sudden rush go through your body as you left the rough earth. When you peered over the side to take a glimpse of the far away land and saw the tiny pinpricks of people scuttling around on the earth miles below. But I bet you haven’t been on an airship when you feel a chill go up your spine as you lurch from left to right. When you hopefully glance down below but only the swirling fog lies beneath you. Well, that was exactly what happened to Xanthe.
Xanthe’s knees buckled beneath her as the airship was thrown around by the harsh wind like a toy boat rocking on a pond. Nervously, she glanced over her shoulder at her older brother, Alfie, who was leaning calmly against the unstable railings surrounding the edges of the airship. Suddenly, lighting struck just ahead of the large ship and a few seconds later they were engulfed in the deathly storm.
That was the moment the sky-pirates struck. Xanthe hobbled over to Alfie, who had backed away into a corner, and took shelter under a loose piece of tarpaulin. Suddenly, cutlasses flew in all directions, bursting the troll-hide balloon that was keeping them afloat.
In a flash, the airship sunk beneath the clouds leaving just enough time for all the crew, Xanthe and Alfie to get into the crash-proof cabin. Then suddenly, “CLUNK!” The airship hit the tip of a towering building…………..
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