A lovely morning found the two of them collapsed awkwardly in a dark alley, one sitting beside a garbage bin, the other inside it.
Bologue mimicked Aimou's motion, gazing skyward.
Cumulus clouds spread over Opus, blocking the light behind their gloom, yet countless gaps between clouds hinted at a golden glow, like a streak of hope cast into absolute darkness.
"I remember Palmer. He said if Secret Energy·Wind Source continued to advance, he could also gain some ability to fly... I really want to fly into the sky to see if there's such a place called the Celestial Kingdom."
Recalling this, Bologue continued, "I mentioned this to Palmer, and he laughed at me for being a fool. Humans have already developed planes and conquered the skies; there's nothing above the clouds."
"But I think, maybe they haven't flown high enough? If only we could break through the clouds, beyond the sky... I believe something must be waiting for us there."
