The food was tastier on Julia’s last dinner in Helobiae, but harder to swallow. She chewed and chewed, her eyes fixed on her full plate.

Get going girls, tomorrow’s the big day. We’ll take you to the Airfield and watch you until the airship disappears in the clouds, said Kristen, her eyes watery. It’s not like you are going to stay there forever, what is that, a couple of weeks?

Always bring your notebook with you, said Gaia,  her plate empty, draw everything for us to see when you return.

The girls could not fall asleep that night, and when eventually they did, they were awaken by Kristen minutes later, or so it seemed.


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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