The story
Every year, on the night when Aerópolis had first risen from the ground, the city celebrated with a fireworks display. Luca, Sara, Mei and Tommaso had a secret spot: the old flower-filled meadow on the edge of the city, the only corner that still had its feet on the ground. Lying among daisies and blades of grass, they watched the floating skyscrapers shine like lanterns as the sky burst into golden spirals and cascades of stars. "Do you think we'll be up there in ten years?" Sara asked, pointing to the floating towers. Tommaso smiled. "Maybe. But I'll always come back here, to this meadow." Just then, an enormous heart-shaped spark burst open above them, and they all burst out laughing. The future could wait: that night was all theirs.
