Once again, I find myself soaring above the clouds with Ladon. But this time, I have his arms around me holding me tight. I thought flying couldn't get any better, but I was wrong.
I find myself dreaming about a future where Ladon and I are free to do this as we please, living in peace with each other.
Is a future like that even possible?
After a few hours, I start to smell the sweet smell of salty sea air. We’re getting close to the coast. Our little bubble of peace is about to burst.
Ladon leans forward, pressing his body closer to mine and aiming the nose of the carpet down. We begin to descend slowly, piercing the cottony blanket of clouds to reveal a bustling port crawling with ships and sailors, and plenty of other… greasy looking characters.
They come slowly into focus as we
