Golden Moths

Kyle stretched his legs in the air twice and waited for a few seconds to maintain his balance. His eyes trailed off toward the nearest island as he moved his body left and right. A few cold gusts of wind caressed his face gently and before he knew it, he got the gist of how to move his body mid-air.

A joyful expression appeared on his face and without even thinking twice he changed his direction to go straight toward the castle shining atop of the nearest island.

Bia sighed with a hint of frustration. He learned how to fly just like that? She shook her head and tossed the matter at the back of her mind. Anyway, it's not like she knew another human who learned to fly in front of her.

Kyle arrived above the nearest floating island, he circled the castle twice before gazing far, all around at the other floating islands with narrowed eyes. A few tiny dark flying figures appeared in his eyes. He focused his vision on one of the figures and frowned.