How to Avoid Death on a Daily Basis
As the sun rose on another beautiful day in Flatland, I wondered, as I did most days, if this would be my last.
It’s not easy to climb onto a moving dragon. The take off was a series of violent lurches into the air, followed by slow, forceful beats of the giant wings to send us soaring upwards. I grabbed onto Vikchutni’s ear with both hands and held on tightly, my main goal being not to fall to my death — I don’t have many ambitions, but those I do, I pursue vigorously.