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this for a two moon risings.
Then one sun-rising, it was time to really fly. Terra mounted Fienna, and she hopped to the edge of the cave to launch herself. Terra held tight, and Fienna jumped. At first, Terra had a hard time holding on, but as Fienna gained height, he got his balance. She flew around the top of the cliffs above the cave. A sudden gust of wind tilted Fienna to one side. Terra could not hold onto the back ridge and started to slip. Fienna panicked; she was losing Terra; her mother was right. Then, he stopped sliding; some force held him in place. It was as if his legs became part of Fienna’s body and would not allow him to slip or even be separated from her. Fienna regained her balance, and the two landed on the cliff above the cave.
Terra climbed off and said, “I was slipping, then I felt as if I became part of you.”
“I felt the same thing.”
“I think we are meant to fly together.”
Terra mounted Fienna again. This time there was no slipping. They did loops, turns, and dives with no problems. As they cavorted, Dawra returned and saw them. She signaled them to land in the cave. Fienna went straight to the cave and landed inside with Terra on her back.
Dawra then landed.
“What are you two doing? You could have both been killed. You’re not big enough to carry him yet!”
“But, I am mother. I had no problem at all. In fact, I can’t even feel Terra on my back. It’s as if he’s part of me.”
Dawra had known this sun-rising would come but wanted to control when and where. It was too late now; they had done it and had come up with the same solution she had thought of, Terra riding on Fienna’s back.
“Well, I want you to practice in the fields till I say it’s all right for you two to fly on your own.”
Dawra watched them over the next several moonrises, and it seemed almost useless. It was as if the two were one. They appeared to belong together.
Dawra finally let them fly on their own without supervision. They were free now. Terra no longer had to stay in the cave while Fienna flew off. They were rarely parted after that, sun-rising or sunset.
Chapter 22 - Freedom
(Freedom is Joyous, but it can be Trouble.)
342 set of seasons since the coming of the Averons
Fienna and Terra were finally free to do whatever they wished.
Every sun-rising they went flying wherever the two wished. One sun-rising as they were in flight, they found an unusual crevice in the coastal cliffs. It was as if the earth cracked open and left a deep cut in the rocks. The crevice was fifty dragon lengths wide and at least one hundred deep. Fienna flew over it, and the two could see a small lake in the bottom surrounded by woods. At one end of the lake was a clearing large enough for Fienna to land. The two decided to investigate this little lake. Fienna slowly spiraled down to the clearing and landed with no problem. Terra dismounted and walked over to the water. He could see small swimming creatures like the ones Dawra brought home for food but much smaller, more his size. He tasted the water, and it was sweet and refreshing. Fienna’s great head hung over Terra watching him.
“Well is it good.”
“Yes, it tastes wonderful. Try it.”
With that, Fienna tasted it and agreed that it was good. She waded into the lake and found it deep enough for swimming. Terra stripped off his coverings and jumped in. But he didn’t go deeper than his chest.
“What’s wrong, Terra? Come in further with me.”
“I can’t. I’ll sink.”
Fienna paddled to him and said, “I don’t. You will not either.”
“But your mother taught you to move through the water. No one ever taught me, and I don’t have wings to stretch out on the water’s surface like you do.”
“That’s true. Well, get on my back, and I’ll take you out.”
Fienna lowered her great neck, and Terra climbed on. It was as if they were flying through the water. They played until they were both tired.
Fienna waded to the shore,