Free Eternally Yours by Anastasia Dangerfield Page A

should I think to get them to work right? Let’s try to fly.”
    He scratches his head, thinking. “I just think about the place where I want to go. For example, I look up and tell myself to go to the top of that waterfall, or to fly up a few feet, or even to just get in the air and fly around.”
    “Hmmm. Okay.” I tap my finger on my chin.
    “Just  feel your wings connected to your body in the back of your mind. You’re their master, they listen to you. Know that, and command yourself to lift off the ground a little ways.”
    “Okay.” Lift off the ground a few feet, I think. Nothing happens. I try shutting my eyes and doing it. Lift. Off. The. Ground! Just a few feet! I add. I slowly open one eye and then the other, and look down at Shadow!
    “Awesome!” He grins.  “Good job!” He laughs with happiness for me.
    “Oh my gods!” I exclaim. “What do I do now?”
    He flies up to join me and grabs my hand. “Let’s go for a fly shall we? Head up to the clouds?”
    He tugs me along before I can even tell myself where to fly to, but luckily my wings are flapping in sync with his. Maybe now they know that he’s where I want to be, so they follow him. Unlike earlier, I think maliciously.
    We soar through the sky gracefully, and he checks on me frequently. He asks me how I’m doing and if I need a break every few minutes. I shake my head every time because this is so amazing! I don’t want to ever come down, or put my wings away. We fly along in silence, lost to the beautiful environment here. The trees are lush with green leafs, reflecting the golden rays of the sun. There are vines hanging down all throughout the forest with pink and yellow flowers budding on them. The birds are singing and the sound of the water rushing through below is all music to my ears. I feel like I’m in a dream.
    He starts singing something softly in a language that I don't understand which must be the demon language. Even without understanding the words I'm transfixed by his voice. It's so melodic and beautiful, the most mesmerizing sound I have ever heard. It's haunting, really.
    “What are you singing?” I ask softly.
    “Just an old lullaby my mother used to sing to me, but it doesn’t sound near a beautiful as it did when she sang it.”
    “I think you sound amazing, I could listen to you all day and I don't even know what you're singing.”
    Abruptly, a deep, familiar voice speaks to me telepathically, “For you, I’d sing all day, Bayla .” I gasp at the shock of it.
    It's strange how much it sounds like Shadow. I have no idea what ' Bayla ' means, but I quickly glance at him and he's already looking at me, questioningly. I don’t know if I should mention the crazy voice inside my head or not. So I just put on my best innocent smile. He raises an eyebrow at that and looks back to the scenery.
    Out of the blue, the air stirs next to me and Shadow roars in agony.  I jerk my head to see what’s wrong and notice a red arrow sticking through his side! It hit him from the front of his ribs and came out the back. There's blood pouring out of him and I instantly panic. My mind is reeling in chaos and causes my wings to take me on a wild, uncontrollable ride. They're tipping me to each side crazily. Shadow grabs my hand and pulls me underneath him, saving me again. Always looking out for my safety and not his own.
    “It’s the Hell Horde, I don’t know what’s going on, but they shouldn’t be loose. Just be as still as you can and I’ll get us to cover!”
    “But you’re hurt! Are you okay?!” My wing sticks out sideways right in front of his face.
    He moves my feathers out of his face with his free hand and gently pushes my wing back behind him. “I’ll be fine, just be still. The more you move, the harder it is on me.”
    If that’s the case, then I'll be as still as a statue. I’m holding on to him as tight as I can and we are zooming through the air. Fast. This boy has some serious power. And that turns me