Noel had a dream.
In the dream, he felt himself soaring high above, the vast world open for him to explore.
In the vast star sea, he was like a free flying bird, completely free from the earth's constraints. Endless distances, endless journeys, like a high-hanging crescent moon, awaited him.
Flying from day to dusk, from dusk to night... After a long high flight, he finally approached the dreamt universe, countless landscapes ahead, filled with the scent of freedom...
A french fry suddenly appeared in front of him.
Noel: "?"
He tilted his head, shaking the feathers on his shoulders.
The french fry was golden crispy, radiating an alluring glow, bending towards him:
"The dream should awaken, adventurer bound to the earth."
"The only thing you can do is have some fries at the dock."
...
Noel awoke startled.
Before him was a dim blackness, a black silhouette appeared in front of him, holding a bag of french fries. The sound of crunching filled the air, the aroma crispy.
