Tiantian belonged to a little boy in Mohist City, a boy with a dream. When asked what he'd be, he'd puff up hi…
Tiantian belonged to a little boy in Mohist City, a boy with a dream.
When asked what he'd be, he'd puff up his chest and announce he'd be a Grand Master, a builder of flying machines. That's how Sky got his name.
Every day, they'd lie together by the covered bridge, just staring up at the clouds.
But then, slowly, the boy stopped coming. He had things to do now, errands in the workshops.
That childhood dream seemed to float away, like the clouds they used to watch. Only Tiantian stays, still lying by the bridge and gazing at the heavens, day after day.