Humans are born with a yearning for the sky.
In her previous life, whenever Ghost sat on a plane looking down, she never felt particularly excited or thrilled. But now, as she soared through the air nearly ten thousand meters above the ground in her own physical form, she discovered that this sense of unbridled, absolute freedom was a marvelous experience that seeped into the depths of her soul.
Unfortunately, her passenger was not strong enough to withstand the bitter cold at such an altitude. Poor Dylan was barely hanging on in the thin, frigid air, his face turning so pale he looked as if he might drop dead at any moment. Ghost had no choice but to descend.
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