**Title: *Escape from the Sky Fortress***

High above the clouds, where the sky burns gold at dawn and purple at dusk, the Sky Fortress hung like a citadel of steel and glass, suspended by anti-gravity engines that hummed with an eerie, ceaseless power. It was a marvel of ancient engineering, a relic from a forgotten age when humanity had sought refuge above the ruined lands below. Few who entered...

It all began on an unremarkable Tuesday, under a sky that was half gray with the threat of rain. Micah was sitting on a bench in the city park, the kind of place where people walked their dogs or pushed strollers. The sort of place where life went on in all its mundane glory. Except that Micah had never felt more disconnected from it.

It had been six months since the accident, six months of wakin...