My Favorite Blood

The sound of roaring water came from somewhere within the building and grew louder the higher we went. When the guards, Ryden, and I reached the top, I understood the noise.

A large waterfall raged, causing the mist to churn and swirl, making the air wet. I

t smelled of lilies.

The droplets clung to my fur and slicked off my wings.

Directly in front of us was a rounded landing dangling by six silver cords.

Veb climbed on and beckoned me to follow.

I stifled a sigh, knowing if the bottom fell out from under me, I could use my wings to escape.

Still, I held the slick crystal rail encircling the landing, hoping to steady my nerves.

Slowly, like molten lava, the landing moved, pulling us closer and closer to the waterfall.

When it looked like the raging water would soak us, a circular piece of ceiling, just larger than the landing, appeared, diverting the water around us.

At once, we were swallowed in darkness. I was thankful my eyes easily adjusted to the dark, but I knew Ryden wasn