Salty wind brushed past my cheeks. The sound of gulls screaming in the air and the waves crashing against other waves filled our ears as the sate-boat rocked in the ocean.
I had broken over one of the flags of the satellite and was using it as a row as we pranced through the ocean.
Albert was still slightly out of it, clenching his head in his knees.
We were too exhausted. It wasn't that we couldn't use magic to get on our way, but that we didn't want to. A mental exhaustion that would usually convert into lethargy but was holding on for now.
"Can't believe we're back on Earth," Albert hummed after a fairly long silence. "I have been trying so much, and then, just like that, we're back on Earth."
"I guess so."
"We don't have to fight anymore, do we?" Albert asked. "We can just stay in this world."
"I'll burn this world twice over to just see Lethe. What are you even talking about?"
Albert sighed and fell on his back again.
