Julia was brought to a small, wooden cabin. It was warm inside and glass lamps were dangling from the low ceiling. A round porthole allowed Julia to look out towards the sky. From there she could see the Island of Ostrich, the wooden bridge, five other Airships moored next to the one she was on. Gaia, her friend, Kristen, her stepmother, Julia’s parents, Alexander, her master at the lab, all were down there and will soon be far from her. She unpacked her bag in the large drawers located below the bed, took out the pen and the notebook and started drawing.


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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