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After almost two hours of flying, the two nemusians were finally arriving towards land that was big enough to consider a continent. “There..

The big search for Highway 117 was not an easy one. Soaring high above the parade of never ending roads just made it impossible to determine wh..

The night gave birth to yet another morning, and Tony had barely slept, not only due to the intense discomfort of lying on the scratching, cold..

He opened his eyes and everything was still a little blurry from his concussion. He saw a uniformed man with gloves about to seemingly grab him..

Another day went by, and the boys were now flying over the big island of Montreal. “Cooool,” Pascal exclaimed with fascination. Ton..

The shivering wind was persistent enough to seep through the cracks of Rosayan’s wooden shed, and even though he had his therma-suit on, h..

The weary heroes were soaring through the skies, relentlessly following the same route in pursuit of home. They could see that houses, buildings..

Tony had to take his bath in his mother’s car that was stationed at the Maxi’s parking lot, but he was scared because since there w..

The boys were getting the hang of it, so after asking for directions from a civilian in Senneterre, they were easily able to get back on track an..

The ceaseless roaring of the neighbour’s lawnmower echoed through the window of Tony’s bedroom while the vivid aroma of greasy bacon..