Sarah Klein

Take Flight

Chapter 1 There weren’t always dragons in the Valley. They came back in the storm. That wretched, horrible fucking storm. I can still remember it; holding my mother’s hand as rain pelted my hood. The water streaming down my raincoat collecting in my boots. We were walking home after bible study but stopped as lighting clashed in the clouds. I watched in the distance, into the city where the worst of the clouds gathered. Lighting struck again and I gripped my mother’s hand tighter as I saw a shadow in the clouds. That thunder afterwards seemed to shake the world. It made me tremble. My small body shaking as another bolt of lighting struck a towering building. My eyes widened as light reflected off the fangs of an enormous mouth that the lighting came from.