Cloudborne Battle Maiden

“Protect the blue skies and white clouds…” Her father’s words still echoed in her ears, but the sky had mercilessly swallowed the protector herself. Could she keep chasing the dream built on her father’s shoulders? That dream of flight, that dream of protection, now seemed so fragile and so far away in the face of the crushing pain of losing her closest loved one and the cold reality of survival. It even carried a cruel irony. A vast shadow descended, swallowing not only her father but seeming to snuff out the faint flame just kindled in her heart, the one called “flight.” The road ahead seemed utterly blocked by this sudden darkness, leaving only a heavy confusion and endless sorrow…