Chapter 31

The next day, we started our riding-flying lesson. We plowed through the meadow of clouds without any problem. I looked down and saw tiny houses below. To my left was a wide water moat of the golden temple. To my right, countless stone canals, rice paddies, and water Barays.

We flew over specks of trees that surrounded the city walls. Everywhere I looked took my breath away. The city was larger than I previously thought. My eyes drank in all the sacred landscapes in awe. It was so beautiful up here. I could see golden temples in various designs, dotting the green hills and the mountains. Some stood proudly on wide plains with manicured gardens and lotus ponds.

Our winged-horses cruised through the sky, whizzing, and floating past the drifting clouds. We glided in a small formation. The horses' wings flapped rhythmically in the breezy morning. Pisey made a gentle air-gallop along with the others.