by Alexa Pearl
   “Let’s look fast,” said Sasha. “Hurry!”
   Sasha and Wyatt searched for a key
   in the piles of rubies and emeralds. They
   couldn’t find one anywhere.
   “We need to go,” said Wyatt.
   “Soon.” Sasha wouldn’t stop digging.
   Wyatt groaned and kicked at a pile.
   A diamond sailed through the air and
   hit the gold door.
   Sasha hurried over to the door. “Oh!
   You scratched it.” Then she spotted a
   tiny hole. She knew that shape! “I found
   the keyhole. Where’s the blue feather
   from the peacock?” she asked.
   Wyatt lifted it from the ground and
   brought it over. “Why do you want this?
   Don’t we need a key?”
   “The feather is the key,” she said.
   She stuck the tip of the feather’s
   square stem into the keyhole. Click!
   The gold door swung
   open—and a horse flew out.
   Then another and another!
   “We found the flying horses!” cried
   Wyatt.
   Sasha sucked in her breath as they
   circled overhead. “They’re just like me.”
   Wyatt looked to the sky. “That horse
   has yellow wings. That horse has purple
   wings. That horse has blue wings. It’s
   Sapphire!”
   Sasha felt her patch itch. Then every
   part of her body itched to fly.
   “Sasha,” said Wyatt, “your wings
   popped out!”
   “Should I go up?” she asked.
   “Yes! Go fly!” said Wyatt.
   Sasha grinned at her best friend. Then
   she ran and leaped. Her wings flapped,
   and she soared up, up, up.
   She was finally going to meet other
   flying horses!
   Read on for a sneak peek
   from the third book in the
   Tales of Sasha series!
   CHAPTER
   1
   Just Like Me
   “Wait for me!” cried Sasha. She tried to
   catch up. She flew higher. She flapped
   her wings faster, but she still couldn’t
   reach them.
   Thick clouds rolled in, making it hard
   to see. Now she didn’t know which way
   to turn. Then Sasha’s breath caught in
   her throat.
   Three horses flew out of a large
   cloud! One was yellow, one was blue,
   and one was purple. Their colorful wings
   shone bright against the gray sky. They
   were just like her. They were horses
   that could fly!
   Sasha had never met another flying
   horse before. She just had to talk to
   them—now!
   The three horses darted in and out of
   the clouds. They flew in crazy patterns.
   “Wait for me!” she called again.
   The three flying horses didn’t wait.
   Sasha was the fastest horse in her
   valley. She had won every running race.
   But flying was different than running.
   Horses didn’t fly in a straight line.
   “Keep going!” Wyatt called to her
   from the beach. The sand at his hooves
   sparkled with magical jewels. He raised
   his tail in a salute.
   Sasha saluted back. Wyatt was her
   best friend. He had traveled with her
   all the way from their home in Verdant
   Valley to Crystal Cove, the land where
   the flying horses live.
   “That must be Sapphire!” Wyatt
   pointed at the blue horse.
   Sasha flapped her wings as fast as
   she could. She had heard stories about
   Sapphire, but she’d never met her. Sasha
   had never met any flying horses. Until
   now, she’d thought she was the only
   one. She had so many questions for
   them.
   “Sapphire! I’m back!” cried Sasha.
   Sapphire swooped low and out of
   sight.
   She didn’t hear me, thought Sasha.
   Then Sasha spotted the yellow horse.
   She sped over to him.
   “I just learned to fly!” she called.
   The yellow horse soared high and
   out of sight.
   He doesn’t care, thought Sasha.
   The purple horse zoomed by.
   “Hello!” called Sasha.
   The purple horse didn’t answer.
   Instead, she tucked her head and
   somersaulted in the air.
   Sasha gasped. That was amazing!
   “Your turn,” called the purple horse.
   Sasha looked around. Who was she
   talking to?
   The purple horse pointed her braided
   tail at Sasha.
   “Me?” Sasha gulped. She didn’t know
   if she could do gymnastics and fly at
   the same time.
   The purple horse waited.
   Was this a test? If she passed, would
   the purple horse answer her questions?
   Sasha took a deep breath. You can do
   this, she told herself. Head first, legs in,
   tuck, and roll. Go!
   The world spun upside down. Wind
   rushed up her nostrils, and her stomach
   twisted. Then she was upright again and
   flying. She heard Wyatt cheer. She had
   done it!
   The purple horse smiled. “Fly with
   me!” she called.
   Together, they soared through the
   clouds. The warm wind blew their
   manes. Sasha smiled. She had made her
   first friend in the Land of Flying Horses.