Noisy, crowded, chaotic, scorching.
The entire world was caught in a storm, spinning at high speed, the overwhelming heatwaves turning the blue sky into a brilliant red.
That kind of impact, so close, rushing toward her, penetrating her blood; imagination alone can't capture even a fraction of reality. Only by being there, lost in the human sea of heatwaves, with the brain dizzy from the world, overwhelmed and weightless, can one truly experience the atmosphere of a grand carnival, swept away in a consuming vastness and vagueness.
Her feet, though standing on the ground, felt no gravity.
In a short moment, Ariana was almost lost in the heatwave, losing direction and balance, caught in a whirl of chaos.
Then, a voice broke through layers of barriers, exploding in her ear, catching a nerve, guiding her amidst the stormy sea to look over.
