© James Pyles
Daniel was awoken abruptly as Olivia touched down inside the tower.
“Wha? I was asleep?”
It was then he noticed that many of the great owl’s feathers had gripped him and held him in place on her back while they were in flight. They had also kept him warm since soaring through the snowy mountain passes was quite chilly.
“We’ve arrived, Daniel. You can get down now.”
Still disoriented from just waking up, the ten year old almost fell to the floor. He looked back and saw a large, open window which obviously granted the owl entrance to the tower. He looked out the window, down at the vast castle below, and the sheer drop beyond that.
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