A taste of Freedom

Together, they ascended, cutting through the inky blackness of the sky, leaving the world below behind. The only sound now was the powerful rush of the wind, mingling with the soft, rhythmic beats of Scara's wings as they flew into the endless night. The stars above twinkled faintly, as if watching the two figures disappear into the endless expanse.

A smile slowly crept onto Yan Jin's face as he spread his arms wide, allowing the cold wind to flow over his body. This was freedom—true freedom like he had never felt before. For a brief moment, the weight of everything fell away—the worries, the pressures, the obligations. Up here, among the stars, there was nothing but the exhilaration of the wind and the freedom of the open sky.