Audrey made it to the top without breaking a sweat. This wasn’t the first time she had made the climb. She peeked through the door in front of her her and saw her only friend. Crow was standing, looking out the wrap-around window, with his back turned to her. His multiple contraptions, devices, and machines were strapped onto him from the heat-shield goggles on his head, to the steam-powered boots that he always wore.

“Hey, Crow.” Audrey called out as she walked in all the way, dropping her bag onto a small metal table & walking to the man’s side.

“Hello, Audrey. I saw you looking at the hangars. All of the aircrafts are being prepared for the parade. They are going to have some sky show, of sorts.” The man said, his eyes still glued to the Fire Cyclones. He was the only who called her Audrey, though, which she loved about him.

“I was wondering if I could get some good sketches today but I guess not. Nobody is out there.” Audrey sighed going to her bag to pull out her sketchbook. It was full of aircrafts.