>The soft but cold wind gracefully caresses your peak, as you find yourself looking at the bright sky, with your wings extended and your back lying on something...very smooth. You turn your body to the left while you lead your claws to the cotton-like ground
>When you stand up...wow...what an image. You quickly notice how the floor you're cururrently standing up is made up entirely of firm, smooth, blue clouds. Looking up and around you, your eyesight, a gif from mother nature, allows you to spot what looks like a floating piece of land, just a couple of meters above the clouds, to the north
>You bend your legs and open your wings very quickly, and start flapping as you jump, only to find that there is no wind that can take you over there. In fact, the wind that woke you up was gone as quickly as you stood up. This means that you cannot fly, so gravity takes you to the cotton-ground just as fast as you tried to fly
>Now, it is only a matter of time until another airstream arrives. Or maybe there was something else you missed, because something is clearly wrong in here. Will you explore the zone while a wind arrives? Or will you try again, to see if you can flap your way up there?
I watch around me.
Why have you abandoned us?