The hill was perfectly green and dotted with a myriad of colour from the spring blooms. The gentle breeze warmed the faces of the crew, a welcome relief from the icy winds of the sky. some of the animals were running around and the rest were sleeping blissfully, unaware of the dangers that lurk in the clouds above. The captain picked up Toadar’s lead making it jingle slightly, Toadar’s ears pricked up and his tail started thumping on the deck with excitement.
The Skyship landed gracefully on the meadow, startled animals rushed for cover from the monstrous object that had crashed their peaceful afternoon. The crew readied themselves to disembark knowing that this beautiful, peaceful scene is a far cry from the harsh skies up above.