A gentle breeze brushed her face, cool and refreshing.  

Noa slowly opened her eyes, finding herself surrounded by clouds under the vast blue sky.  

She leaned back against a firm chest, and when she turned to look, she saw her father.  

Leon was sitting cross-legged, with Noa nestled in his lap, comfortably sleeping through the journey.  

Glancing down, she noticed the smooth scales beneath them—it was the back of the massive Leviathan.  

Gathering a bit of strength, Noa spoke softly, “Dad…”  

She tried to sit up, but her body, still weak from exhaustion, refused …