28 September 2012
the unexpected journey:
Whoosh, as the air flys past our sledge, I've never ridden on a sledge this fast, or at this time in the lune.
Then I stop to notice, there's no dogs, nothings pulling this sledge, so how are we moving?!
I open my mouth to yell the question, only to be greeted by a mouthful of snow.
"keep your head down, we aren't here to eat snow"
I push my head Down again and press my body into the sledge, my eyes begin to water at the speed we are moving at, why would anyone want to move this F-
Next thing I know I'm flying, then falling..
As my feet hit the ground I slip, then I'm really falling.. How can I still be falling?
Chapter 3: • Opuss № I