WHOOOSH!
The world fell away in a breathtaking sweep of impossible blue and blinding white.
"Ohh!" The sound was ripped from Cecilia's lips. It was her first time seeing what lay atop the clouds.
It was a landscape of white, silent, sun-drenched empire of vapor where colossal, mountain-like thunderheads stood as eternal citadels, their peaks sheared flat by winds she couldn't feel.
Between them, valleys of softer, layered cumulus stretched into infinity, their shadows painting deep, shifting purples and blues across the sunlit plains below. Aah, the world above the world, a secret geography known only to birds and gods.
Like a god who was having her in his arms right now.
