New discoveries, caverns, towns, islands, countries and worlds. Our surroundings are great, unmanageable and filled with various tones of sounds, fragrances, flavors, shapes and colors. Our senses will be piqued differently compared to where we choose to be in this world.

We are out in the country, surrounded by yellow fields with grains, that are about to be harvested by the farmers, that works efficient, often, manually and in machines. The great sun burns, making the air hot and humid, so sweat starts running down the farmers’ forehead. Their muscles pumps and screams after rest, while they fight through the day, so they can complete the harvest before the Winter arrives.

We are getting carried away by the blowing wind, against the forest of green, that`s filled with vibrant trees and leaves which sings through the air. Each tree in this forest carries the weight of its own history of life and death, which they have experienced through their short time on earth. The trees tingles and talks to each other when the wind cuts through their leaves, which start falling until it hits the cold earth beneath the them.

We fly on with the unstoppable wind and let our eyes gaze at the ruthless giants of the world, the mountains. They are cruel and savage, but also the best of mentors for the few who choose to go against their incredible sizes. Mentors for the few who fights against the mountains cruel and uneven obstructions, so they can stand at the top of the world. For those who overcome the obstructions of the giants, the mountains will forcefully open the golden horizon, so they can gaze at the secret of nature through the eyes of the gods.

With the wind, we fly over the tops of the mountains, against the enormous ocean of blue. The surface of the ocean is quiet and soundless, but if we look under the surface, we see that it`s filled with life, while the movement of sea encircles us. There are many layers in the ocean and when we dive it gets darker and darker until we can`t see nothing. Here surrounded by darkness we hear the ocean speak to us, with the deep and resounding voice of sea, before hearing an unknown sound of a `bloop` coming from beneath the dark and bottomless pit of the cold ocean floor. We leave the deep sea, swimming back to the ocean floor and fly against the enigmatic heaven above us.

We are now above everything that exist on mother earth, resting in the infinite sky of reality, where the birds fly between the clouds with our vibrant imagination. It gets darker, the clouds are slowly disappearing, and the birds are going to sleep, when the black curtains is drawn over the heaven with the burning stars of the night sky. The stars of heaven were ones made of the same substance as our dreams, which were the emptiness of mind. They floated around in the depths of space, when they felt an unrecognizable heat from the center of their core. The heat was vivid and profound, so they used it to separate themselves from the shivering space that surrounded them, from all angles. They grabbed reality and heaved out the colors of the world, twisting the colors around themselves, so they could take form and become the starts of the mighty heaven. Their vibrant heat had an immense glow that melted the shivering space around them, and then blew life into their surroundings. Today the stars transmit light to the outmost places of the world’s edges, where the stars call upon our dreams. The dreams that hear the call of the stars must start their journey, and travel through the endless and lonesome space above. The new dreams must evolve to stars before the old ones dies and pull back the path of light. When the path to the stars vanishes, there won’t be any road to give guidance, and if the stars leave the heaven it will get absorbed in darkness, so the young dreams won’t have anything to aim for. Then nobody can speak of the future, because the darkness wins ones and for all.

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However, the night sky is not where we are supposed to be, yet. Our eyes must glance down at the coast, where the sun is bright and the ocean rumbles while the birds sings around us. From the coast, we fly with the birds against the world’s horizon. When the noisy birds turns around we keep on floating in the air, over the ocean that mirrors the riches of the sun, up on our lively faces. We enjoy the whimsy wind that blows around our ears and enjoy the heat from the glowing sun, which surrounds us like a tight carpet, while we slowly decay against the ocean.

In the process of decaying, we look after an island. It is hard to find, so the wind helps us and with its mighty finger, it points us in the right direction. We keep on floating in the air, and keep on declining, so when we finally see the island, we are only a few centimeters from the ocean beneath us. Watery splashes surround us and a storm of cold drops hits our faces where it crawls through the small cracks in our skin, down to our cell´s where the drops explode with nourishment to everything around it.

The wind help us the last bit of the way over the island. With a mighty rumble, it shows it`s enormous vessel and grab us around our shoulders. It lifts us, way above its head like a spear and gets ready to throw us by stretching its chest out like a bow, before making a long and mighty whip like movement, to throw us through the air. We fly fast as lightning, accelerate and become even sharper until we split the heaven in too, leaving a scar on our way. Finally, we are above the place, Onapi Island.

Its afternoon and the sun is standing high in the sky. Like an eagle, we spreads our wings and let them carry us as if we are looking for a pray. We are looking at the south part of the island, were we see a flat land with fields, forest and lakes located far apart from each other. We enjoy the freedom one last time before closing our wings, so we start diving against the southern tip in an incredible speed. On our way, we see an uneasy young man on a road that goes to a humble little harbor. His name is Liam, and he is about to start the journey of his life.