The Crown Prince Thinks I'm a Guy

EPILOGUE: Flying Across Surfaces

I dreamed I could fly.

Surely, it is a difficult feat to do with simple magic, but it wasn't impossible. But, I knew this feeling of flight was altogether different.

It felt like I could feel the weight of the very air I breathed in. It felt like I was swimming through water; if water wasn't so heavy and resistant. No, I felt like I was a feather in the wind, capable of hopping up steps of galeful bursts or slide down a chute of a down-sloping breeze. I felt like I could dance with the rotations of a wild tempest.

I flew, and I was one with the wind.

Soon, I came upon floating islands, and the sky above me was a wall of clear, blue waters. Yes, floating above me were the oceans themselves. I gaped as I flew underneath the surface of the ocean, staring as schools of multicolored fish waved at me, always in constant motion. A whale sung to me as I passed by it, its song melancholic and deep. I went closer towards the floating ocean, daring to touch at its surface. The water broke away at my touch and down fell a few gallons of sea water, weeping like the rain itself.

'Ah, this is how rain falls down to the earth.'

I flew a bit more along the ocean's surface, marveling at how it could stay afloat. A curious octopus, twice the size of my head and with tentacles that grew longer than my body, soon started to follow me around. I weaved around the air, and it followed my dance in the water. I was soon so entertained that I allowed myself to laugh, and the feeling seemed so foreign for it seemed it had been a long time since I had laughed so truly.

The octopus then seemed to gesture at me to come closer with its curling tentacles. I followed it as it swam onwards with great speed. I pushed through the air as hard as I could, but the direction of the winds pushed back against me. I grew angry at the wind for not following my wishes.

"Wait!" I shouted at the octopus, and for a little while, it did.

But, then it started to move again, and I knew I had to hurry or I might lose sight of it.

Yet, I soon found out I was simply too slow.

Weeping and lying on the air, a troupe of galloping prawns came next to me, and blubbered at my ears. Annoyed by their chatterings, I came into motion and bade them goodbye. I flew further on and away, but they had soon caught up to me. They blubbered and caused loud bubbles in their wake.

"What is it?" I asked them, annoyed by their noise. "I have just lost a friend, so I would like to be in the quiet!"

But they only blubbered on. One of the biggest prawns seemed to gesture with its long whiskers, urging me forward.

"You want me to follow you?" I asked in wonder.

They blubbered a tiny bit louder.

Gently, the troupe led me forward, and I soon became friends again with the wind, and it came to follow my instructions, if I asked nicely.

"Wind," I whispered. "Please lead me to my friend octopus."

I felt the wind answer my call, and I knew I could fly all the more faster. I smiled at the troupe of prawns and thanked them for their help. I can still hear them blubber on happily even as I had flown a long distance away.

The wind guided me swiftly across the air, and soon the waters above me had turned brighter and clearer.

As though it was telling me that I had arrived, the wind slowly died down, and I laid suspended just below the oceans, and just above the ocean water, I could see the glowing sun. I stared at the wrinkly sun through the liquid and wondered what it would look like if I stood above this wall of oceans.