Yong Guang Calendar 2006, June 3rd, Sky City.
Orianna Cavon pressed tightly against the seatback, feeling a bit nauseous.
The air train Lorunsel had officially started 10 seconds ago, the streetscape outside the windows retreating swiftly at a 45-degree angle, the azure-coated train pounced into the air like a hawk, speeding along the newly laid aerial ring track that encircled the city last month, as fast as a streak of blue lightning.
The poor girl thought for a moment she was on a roller coaster or aboard a failed rocket ship, while the train's broadcast continually emphasized to all passengers the ease and safety of this short journey. The seats that shook as if they were falling apart and the trembling view convinced Orianna that the train staff were spouting utter nonsense. Heaven have mercy, how could this thing possibly be a civilian mode of transport for shuttling airport guests? Have the people of Sky City lost their minds?!
"Ugh..."
