Chapter 42. Flying Chariot

“This is amazing!” Max yelled expressing joy as he peeped down from the chariot.

The two white horses pulled the chariot into flight with their invisible wings. This is the first time Max is riding on a flying chariot. He has never seen anything like this before. Max and Jasmine are seated in the first roll of the chaise of the chariot facing Azulu who was seated alone on the second roll of the chaise of the chariot backing the two white horses.

The two horses propel in the air almost reaching the pink sky. It’s night already but the horses could see through the thick darkness of the night with their enhanced visions.

“Whoa!” Max spread wide his hands welcoming the gentle breeze. “I love this!” he said shutting his eyes with his hands still spread.

This must be the coolest time of his life. Flying a plane is different from riding in a flying chariot. You get to enjoy every bit of the gentle breeze of the air. This is a remarkable moment for him. For the ve