The wind whooshed through Neveah's hair, a familiar, comforting feeling as Kaideon stabilized his flight at a reasonable amplitude.
It had just been a moment ago they took flight from the landing platform and Kaideon had shot straight up till they soared just beneath the clouds.
Neveah sucked in a deep breath, the air at this height was always different, thinner... and the silence, with only the whooshing wind for sound and your thoughts for company was a different kind of peace.
Neveah had never understood just how beautiful the skies were until she had gotten a taste of it herself, now... Neveah did not know how she would live without this feeling, without this... freedom.
Neveah spared a look over her shoulder, catching a final glimpse of the mighty Dragon Keep in all it's glory, towering over the rest of the world.
