Gaia, we need to find an island. An island that was here time ago and disappeared since, said Julia.

Did it fly away, asked Gaia.

Either it flew away or it sank.

There should be a hole where the island was.

Or water, an empty expanse of water between other islands. I can look for such spaces in the maps at the Archilab tomorrow morning.

What if it flew away?

Then, there must be some sign of where it left from.

What about the people who lived there, if it flew away.

Well, they may have flown away with their homes and are now living suspended above the seas. Let us investigate if there are floating islands around, we can ask an airship pilot if he has seen it.

I know one, he lives there, Gaia said and pointed to the tall, narrow building in the corner of Campo dei lupi, the one with the striped windsock on the terrace.

Let’s go and ask him tomorrow.

That night both Gaia and Julia found themselves in their dreams on the floating island, above the clouds, in the largest of all parks. Gaia would swim in one of its lakes while Julia would rest on the grass, looking at the starry sky above.


About Marco

My name is Marco, I am an entrepreneur in the financial industry, a graphic artist and a lover of the urban landscape. You can tweet me @helobiae

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