You walk into dawn, colors painting the clouds. At least, at first you were walking. Then you were simply moving. You didn't have a ground to walk on, just moving through the air. You couldn't quite call it flight, though you knew it could be. And just that easily, you transitioned into flight. You hovered in the air and drifted with ease through the sky.
What looked like a balloon animal, large and blue with no features beyond the six blobby limbs it paddled the sky with like a manatee and a suggestion of a head without face or ears swam by. It lazily stopped and seemed to snuffle at you before continuing on its path. You could see another further away, either in the sun or simply just far down.
One of the clouds you were drifting by shifted, and you realized that it was in fact alive, and stretching out like a great cat. It soared off through the air playfully circling around. Then a shimmering salamander with an orb imbedded in its head swam by. It took a breath in and inhaled the colors around it, wisps forming in the air that it took in. It twisted contentedly and kept going.
Above you you thought you could see the edges of the moon, crisp and shining with its piercing pale light. Perhaps you could reach there if you pushed up.
[ ]Head towards the sun
[ ]Look for ground
[ ]Head up towards the moon
[ ]Investigate the flying creatures of the air
[ ]Write-in