SAFFRON'S P.O.V
The flight was long. I could hardly sleep because of the discomfort of sitting upright. I'm not sure how others do it, the cramp in my neck made me feel like it needed a good cracking to relieve some pressure. The radio suddenly made a static sound again before the pilot's voice came over the speakers.
"Good afternoon guests. The time is now two fifty in the afternoon and we are expected to land at your destination in five minutes. Please remain sitting until the plane has come to a complete stop. Thank you for joining us on this flight and having a nice long and wonderful mystical trip to the Island of Avalon."
Why would he say long? I know that the island wasn't large enough for us to be there for more than a few hours. All I had to do was find the lake, prick
