Thympiles soared high above the clouds by flapping their giant ears. They are mostly used to the cool air and the borderless surroundings. "It's convenient to use them as transport, but they get tired easily." Fourteen rubbed Mimo's fur. He was the smallest of all the thympiles that Fourteen took care of. "The sky has the same color as Mimo." She sighed as she reached out her hand to touch the clouds.
"Are you going back to the floating isles?" Yllana asked Fourteen.
The smile on Fourteen's face faded. "It will take time before the floating isles will be rebuilt."
"Rebuilt?" Midel was surprised.
"The emperor burned the houses and destroyed almost all of the century-old trees." Fourteen laid down and played Mimo's fur with her fingers. There was an empty feeling inside her whenever she talks about the floating isles now. It used to be a beautiful paradise for them.
