In the serene expanse of the vast ocean, Midgard was sitting, her hand tenderly stroking Dora's hair. The boy lay nestled in her lap, his arms encircling her midsection. Her unwavering gaze remained fixed upon him, suffusing him with a comforting warmth. In this realm untouched by the constraints of time, they relished in the sole treasure of their shared presence. Then Midgard's eyes sparkled.
"Have you calmed down a little?"
Eyes shut, Dora wrapped his arms around her, pulling himself in closer to her waist. The sound of the girl's laughter echoed as she affectionately caressed his cheek.
"Don't worry, I'm here, I'm not going anywhere. Nothing will separate us again."
She gazed up at the twinkling stars above, shimmering in the darkness, their light dancing in the depths of her gaze.
"I was thinking... since we both want to run away from everything and have unfulfilled dreams, what if we tried to do it here?"
"Hmm?"
