I felt as if I were flying through a distant fog, completely disconnected from everything. It was as if I were nothing more than a vague memory, something remote and irrelevant. Then, like a storm breaking the silence of a calm night, came the pain.
"My head hurts... so much..." That was the first thought to echo in my confused mind as I woke up. The pain seemed to be the center of the universe at that moment. It was as if a deep cut were splitting my skull, and with each pulse, it felt like I was about to break in half.
Gradually, the fog in my mind began to lift. Light started to filter through my half-closed eyes, revealing a vast blue sky, cloudless, stretching like an infinite ocean above me. The strange sensation under my back made me realize I wasn't on the ground, but on a wooden floor, gently vibrating. When I focused, I heard the deep, constant rhythm of engines working. An airship... I was on an airship. But how?
