The clouds and fog cascaded below, swirling in gentle wisps, as if transformed into an ethereal ocean stretching to the horizon. The expanse before me was a celestial canvas, where sky and mist merged, blurring the boundaries between earth and sky. The world seemed suspended in a dreamlike haze, its beauty both ethereal and tangible.
"It looks like an ocean," I whispered in reverent disbelief, my voice carried away by the gentle breeze. Erdem drew closer, his presence a shield against the overwhelming majesty of the view. With an outstretched hand, he beckoned me to the edge, his arm encircling me protectively.