The sun was setting, giving the sky a nice blend of orange and red. There were pink clouds all over the place. Leo felt at home here. As he flew through those clouds, the sound of the wind swooping past his ears was deafening. He kept flying through the air, climbing higher and higher. Then he let himself fall down. The feeling of the friction of the air all over him, gave him the utmost pleasure. After he fell a few 100 metres like this, he stopped abruptly, only to go back up again. He loved this. Never had he been so happy in his life.
Leo opened his eyes. He was staring at the ceiling. He blinked his eyes a few times. Then he set up stra
