A gentle breeze brushed her face, cool and refreshing.
Noa slowly opened her eyes, finding herself surrounded by clouds under the vast blue sky.
She leaned back against a firm chest, and when she turned to look, she saw her father.
Leon was sitting cross-legged, with Noa nestled in his lap, comfortably sleeping through the journey.
Glancing down, she noticed the smooth scales beneath them—it was the back of the massive Leviathan.
Gathering a bit of strength, Noa spoke softly, “Dad…”
She tried to sit up, but her body, still weak from exhaustion, refused to cooperate. Giving up, she leaned back against Leon once more.
