Loki stretched his arms toward the sky, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. Beside him, Lina brushed dew from her cloak, her heart fluttering with hope. Together, they watched as a flock of skybirds soared overhead, their wings catching the morning light. "Do you think the Sky World is real, Loki?" "If we believe hard enough, maybe we’ll find a way to reach it,"

Lina knelt beside a glowing stone, tracing its swirling patterns with her finger. Loki peered into the shadows, searching for clues. Suddenly, a gentle wind stirred the leaves, lifting the stone into the air. "Look, Loki! It’s floating—like the stories said," "This must be the way. Let’s follow it together,"

Hand in hand, Loki and Lina step onto the cloud bridge. Each step feels lighter, their fears drifting away. The sky grows bluer, and laughter echoes around them, blending with the soft hum of the wind. "It’s like walking inside a dream," "As long as we’re together, nothing feels impossible,"

Lina gazed in wonder at the new world, her eyes wide with awe. Loki grinned, feeling the promise of adventure. A Skybird swooped down, circling them as if welcoming old friends. "We made it, Lina! This is real," "Let’s never forget what brought us here—a promise to always believe,"

Loki took Lina’s hand, their faces lit by the tree’s glow. They promised to share their discoveries and protect the bridge between worlds. Tears of joy glistened on their cheeks, and the Skybird perched overhead, listening. "No matter where we go, we’ll always find each other," "And keep the promise alive—between both our worlds,"

Lina tucked the stone into her pocket, feeling its warmth. Loki looked back at the Sky World, smiling softly. Together, they walk down the hill, knowing their adventure will live on in their hearts—and in the promise they made. "Tomorrow, maybe we’ll find another path," "With you beside me, I’ll always be ready,"