That secret technique was truly incredible. It provided mobility. It was good for escapes. Pursuits. And, above all... the ability to fly.
Kyrian smiled.
"That guy really created an interesting technique."
He thought for a moment about the original creator of that technique. What had the creation process been like? What kind of epiphany had he experienced to create such a technique?
Kyrian didn't know. But he felt grateful.
Then Kyrian entered the house. It was late. Very late at night. Kyrian didn't want to do anything else that night. Today would be his last day in the Sky Caravan. So he decided to simply rest.
He prepared a cup of tea. Sat down and drank it quickly.
The hot tea went down his throat, warming his body. Kyrian closed his eyes for a moment, savoring the taste.
Then he went to his room. It didn't take long for him to fall asleep.
...
Kyrian woke up early the next morning. Long before sunrise.
