I push the hatch open, heaving myself out of the circular hole.
Kelan is right behind me, climbing up the rickety wooden ladder.
I lengthen my spine, and I turn my gaze to the heavens. The canvas of the universe is painted with a penumbra of hues, a stagnant explosion of infinite colours from dazzling pinks, electric blues and vivacious yellows. A cosmic wonder. It is as if the heavens released a breath and it caused ripples of interstellar clusters.
I find myself at the brink of the tavern's roof.
"Kelan… are you seeing this?" I breathe. "It's absolutely phenomenal."
"Yes," Kelan says from behind me. I twist my shoulders to glance back at him. "No words come close to a beauty that surpasses all splendours."
