A Walk In The Clouds «2026 Update»

Elias blinked. He was standing on the edge of the cliff in Oakhaven. The sun had fully risen, dissolving the Veil into nothing but morning dew. His boots were damp, and his lungs felt clearer than they had in years.

He realized Clara was right. The clouds were a reservoir of the lost. A Walk In The Clouds

"You’re late," she said, her voice sounding like wind through chimes. Elias blinked

Elias tried to speak, but his throat was full of the heavy, cold mist. He reached out a calloused hand, his fingers trembling. As he touched her shoulder, the cloud beneath them began to thin. The weight of the world—the gravity he had lived by for fifty years—started to pull at his boots. "I can't stay, can I?" he managed to whisper. His boots were damp, and his lungs felt

He headed back to the village, no longer walking away from the clouds, but waiting for the next time they decided to descend.