Lockdown Instadrabbling by Lindariel

Chapter 7

Prompts:  airs, great, traverse, realms.

Anganappa writhed on the thin cold wind, matching her speed to Ancalagon. She never felt as strong as when she rode the upper airs like this, and now for the first time in her life she did not have to be hidden or constrained. They flew south and west over the ruin of the forest realms, hurtling toward the unsuspecting enemy.

A great vessel appeared in the sky, radiating white light. Painfully dazzled, she watched the impossible thing traverse the leagues between them.

"My children!" she cried, banking away.

Ancalagon, already engaging the light, roared back "protect them!" She fled.