PROLOGY
It was a beautiful and sunny day. 6-year-old little girl was playing on the beach and was making cakes out of wet sand. She was eager and dabbed flat her cakes with her small hands. The sun was shining from her brown eyes and light wind was swaying her dark hair.
A young woman arrived to the beach carrying two robes. She smiled sweetly to the girl and drew her on her lap. Faces of the woman and girl were similar. Same nose, same lips and the same brown eyes stared each other. Woman had also same dark hair as the girl had.
The woman carried the girl to the cave, where you could go to the sea. There were few boats in the cave. The woman dressed the brown robe on the girl and got dressed herself too. Then she set her child in one boat. She released the boat from pier and pushed it away from shore with an oar.
When they were further from the shore the woman lifted up the sail of the small boat. The sail was filled with fresh ocean wind and the wind carried the boat further on the sea. The mother grabbed her arms around her daughter smiling happily. They used to go sailing every day if weather was good enough. That was their moment of the day. If you asked the girl that was her favourite moment of the day. She loved sailing with her mother on the huge ocean.
Suddenly the wind changed harder and waves turned higher. The sky became dark in a second. The mother started to turn the sail so that she could took the boat to the shore before the storm would rise. But she stopped her movement when she saw the sky.
Above their home village had appeared a huge airship, which bottom appeared enormous red eye. There came a bright beam from the eye and the beam hit the village.
There was an enormous blast in the village. People in the boat heard humans screaming and crying and suddenly everything was nothing but ruins. The mother pressed her daughter against her chest, when the boat drifted even further on the sea because of the pressure wave of the blast.
There was no hint of beautiful weather anymore. It looked like the airship was causing a hurricane. Wind was howling and it made waves rose almost two meters high. The little boat tossed around recklessly. Dreaded mother held on the mast with her other hand while squeezing her daughter against her chest so that neither of them would flush into the sea…