The wind rippled violently, nearly blowing him off his feet. He caught his breath, a fall from this height would mean certain death. Everybody who visited the fortress always had the same thought: how beautiful and tranquil it was, surely it was a place fitting of the gods. But they didn’t know the truth. As often with a place as beautiful as this, the darkness was just as great. Deep within, it’s insides burst with the cries of its feathered prisoners. The only thing that kept this monstrosity airborne. Back to the escapee at hand, his wings clipped to prevent a dive into open air. He clung to the brick wall, his only way to leave this prison was to hitchhike on one of the air balloons that visited daily. It was now or never.