Chapter 8

We finally found a piece of cloth and wrapped my arm up which was hurting worse by the minute. “Ok.” I said trying to ignore the excruciating pain. “Let’s go left about 100 miles and we should be at the ocean. If we find a way to cross it we should be in Pittsford we’ll stay there a week or so then head to Neserdnia from there. Everything should be alright as long as we don’t run into Calliope or..” I almost finished. “Greetings Short Hair.” came a terribly familiar voice. “Adira.” I said coldly while hopping on Fidella (which was incredibly hard to do with one arm.) “What do you want?” I asked annoyed and ready to leave. “Nothing Edmund just was headed towards Corona so I came and came ahead.” She said sounding kinda cheerful. “Well I gotta go so bye.” I said and straight up left her. But she followed me. “Where?” she asked. “Corona’s this way ya know?” She said pointing in the opposite direction. “I think I know where I’ve lived my whole life. Thank you.” I said not caring if it sounded rude. “Besides I’m going to Pittsford not Corona.” I said starting to ride faster. “Oh why?” She asked. “Because I can!” I said annoyed and left and this time she didn’t follow.

We went left about 100 miles then came to the hardest part the ocean. We first tried to build a boat which was impossible to do with one arm. Even with Fidella and Owl helping. So then we decided to buy a little boat we hopped on and set sail. After about 30 minutes of struggling I finally got us going then it stopped again. 45 minutes later we were off at a good pace and I thought we would make it there with out anything happening. I was wrong very very wrong. I should just stop thinking that. Anyway then a huge hurricane came and we were being tossed around like a ball at a baseball game. After like an hour straight of that we crashed and I was out for the third time.