What a sense of wonder it was now, bringing quite a sudden change that even managed to surprise the white-haired witch trying to balance herself as she was free falling as if from the endless azure skies itself…
…this sense of complete weightlessness as though the rushing air supported her whole body that it felt less like a dizzying plummet but more like floating on a dense, invisible cushion of air carrying scent of ocean—an ocean that looked like a turquoise broadloom stretching out so far and wide till it met with the endless azure skies itself in the great distant horizon splashing her whole cheeks and skin as it rippled and flapped by notes of crisp sea scent and salty air, and with subtle undertones of driftwood and coastal vegetation assailing her nose.
