A panel on the side of the round room slid back and Eos trotted to the edge of the chasm. Taylor gripped tightly onto the silky hair of his mane and gazed down. The ground was a dizzyingly long way below them. "Oh no, not this again," Amy muttered from behind her. "I've decided the only way I ever want to fly in the future is strapped into an aeroplane seat. You heard it here first, Taylor Morgan. Don't ever make me do this again."

Eos launched himself into the air without ...