We soared through the air, Ivan in front and me behind. I wrapped my arms around Ivan’s waist and closed my eyes. I have always been afraid of hights and I had never gone up this far Suddenly, we plunged down wards, plummeting towards the ground. “Ivan! What’s happen!” I wailed.
“Fawkes is exhausted! He can’t stay up in the air for long!” Ivan cried back. He had to shout to be heard over the noise of wind rushing past. We clung to Fawkes who was flapping his wing, desperately trying to slow our decent. We both screamed. I’m not ready to die I thought as we fell towards the ground. All of a sudden there was a thud and everything went black.
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