Mine:

Nearing the edge of the continent, the edge of the plain now far out of sight, still the clouds billow and those coils above entwined in each other. The air smells of the ocean where close to. The moon and night sky from the festival doesn’t reach this far either, so we’re bathed in the blue rays of our sun.

As we land, first Suzume, followed by myself. A village as Kayka directed is here, there are few around as most have probably went to the Worlds End Festival. These homes are all built into the bases of large pine tress that tower over us.

A few kids with...