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It was amazing what the progressive march of time could do to the world. Cities floated in the sky, lit up with bright lights of gentle blue and connected by halls and sturdy bridges. Rather than electricity powering the otherworldly cities, the magic of ancient leviathans supported the cities.
Geode looked out the window and down at the world below. She hadn’t seen any of the Earthside cities in so long… She ought to plan a trip to see her family, sometime. But, as always, this had been pushed to the side as a ‘future plan’ so that she could prioritize the most stressful and deadline-restricted things on her plate.
One such thing was caring for the leviathan in this sector. There were a couple of leviathans that, by their curiosity, had agreed to lend their essence to the building of the future. There were a couple of conditions, of course, as any good agreement should include.
For this particular leviathan, she was part of the list of requirements. This, however, wasn’t strictly something that the leviathan discussed with the people in charge. This was more private, and between her and him.
She made her way through twisting halls and found herself in a large circular room. The ceiling was domed, and the path encircled a restless pool of water. The room was dim, unlike the halls. She knew that the water was not nearly as empty as it appeared. Just as she stepped close to the edge of the water, a metal fence separating her from an untimely death, a head popped out of the water. A large hand followed, and she was scooped off the floor like a kitten in a human’s grasp.
Immediately Moon cupped her safe against his chest and rolled to dive underneath the water. Little water slipped between his fingers to rain down on her, but she had held her breath just in case. When his hand moved, it appeared as though the world was upside down. He drifted on the surface of the water, deep beneath the pool, giving her a view of the earth below. She wasn’t sure how or why the water was suspended like this, but neither she nor moon minded. It gave them privacy to tease and bicker.
“Nap time.” Moon urged her.
And privacy for naptime. But mostly to argue. “I don’t need to sleep, moon-man. I got like, six hours last night. It was great.”
“Nap time.” He said again. “I will protect you as you rest. No humans or nasty nightmares will plague you here.”
Of course, her arguments fell on deaf ears. They both knew she was lying through her teeth. That she was lying for the sake of tradition. She was dead on her feet, and the call of sleep was sweet. Held by her boyfriend in the dim, cool room, she slowly fell asleep. It was gradual, and it seemed she was half-conscious for a while, but she felt safe and comfortable, and that was what mattered. She was out like a light as soon as he gently ran his fingers up and down her back, soothing sore muscles, and generally just being pleasant.