The strong winds blowing above the surface of the land were powerful and chilly. The air up here felt dense yet incredibly voluminous. The sky all around stretched out as far as the eye could see, amidst the mild darkness of this young night.
Andron held tightly onto Mosiah's body, clutching his left hand over Mosiah's right shoulder while his right hand held under the Angel's left arm. Andron could see the huge white feathers on Mosiah's wings, as they flapped hard amidst the cold winds of the sky.The continuous flapping kept throwing gushes of cold air onto Andron's trembling face, and he'd had to put up with it all this way.
Where his arms converged behind the angel's muscular back, Andron could feel the strength and power with which the wings moved, emanating from the angels spine,
