As Asterisk was hopping in the rain behind Alistair it occurred to him, “Why don’t you just fly over the storm”

“It’s too high to take you with me!” Alistair shouted, his voice barely audible above the pounding rain and fierce winds.

“So you’d rather be down here with me?” Asterisk was shocked.

Alistair was resolute: “I’d rather be with a friend in the storm than all alone above the clouds.”

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