Nausica

Angor slumped on the desk and watched the blue sky through the window.

The warm sunlight depicted a rim of golden silhouette around his body. The calm and cozy air made him sleepy.

He missed this feeling. Ever since he came to the Redbud, he never truly relaxed. For one, his mood was not calm, and secondly, the ship swayed too much on the sea. He always felt like walking on cotton.

But the back of the cloud whale was steady as the solid earth.

It comforted Angor. Without anything to do, Angor slowly fell asleep under the gentle touch of the sunlight and the fresh smell of grass.

A small cobblestone created a fine curve in the air, flew through the window and landed on the desk.

It was not loud, but still disturbed Angor's sleep.

Angor opened his sleepy eyes and spaced out, until another stone came in, bounced on the desk and stopped near Angor's hand.

Angor finally cleared his mind and picked up the stone in puzzlement.