Marcus was flying with Ventus across the blue sky. For some reason, he found it better than riding a plane with his family. There was something about Ventus that he liked, and he didn't know what it was.
Soon, Ventus stopped. "What...? Ventus, why have we stopped?" Marcus wondered. Ventus replied with a shake of her head. "How did this-?" She couldn't finish her sentence. Right where her face was looking at was the body of a dead man.
He was wearing pure blue, with skin the color of a cloud. The description fit perfectly. The man was Caelum, or sky. And he had died.
"We need a replacement," Ventus said. She turned to Marcus. "Can you be the replacement?" she asked. He got nervous. "I don't think I ca-"
"You have to, please!"
He looked into her desperate and beautiful eyes. He couldn't help it. "Ok, so what do I have to do?"
"Answer this honestly. Terran asks you to either travel with him or me. What do you choose?"
Marcus was scared. As much as he liked Ventus, he didn't want her to find out his crush on him. So, Ventus or Terran? He thought for a moment, then said, "Ventus. You."
Ventus nodded. "Ok. You are the new sky."
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AventuraThis is just some random idea that I came up with. Hope it makes sense! Oh, and some of it is in Latin, too.
