Hundreds of houses are taking leave for the summer, going further south to cultivate seedlings to create new buildings. We live in structures that resemble dandelions and birds. It’s a way of building a more prominent city; various other towns were made that way. People decide to move house permanently Sepol is the most unrestrained people in the world. We look out of our floating homes, avoiding earthquakes, floods, Tsunamis, and nasty neighbors.
If war comes, houses fly away from the dandelion towers hiding in the unique mountains to evade the air fighters. I witnessed houses plummeting with smoke and fire, and the shrill screams penetrated my windows. The air fighters tried to herd us like cattle; some flew away to hide. Fortunately, I’ve eluded the air fighters, but fortune soon runs out. My house hovered several feet off the ground. I saw the mangled body parts and wreckage of homes and families wiped out; it was too much for me. I kept to the overcast clouds and high mountains, below close to dense forests. Hiding was the best protection. I salvaged stuff from the wreckage; I’m not supposed to do that, one of the sacred rules of the Sepol’s no pillaging. If the air fighters catch me, no dandelion association for me. To become the lone traveling house, there is no help from any Sepol. I’d have to live by my wits or join the pirates. Not any better as the air fighters attack them, and so do the houses, which too often rammed into me. No, for now, I don’t wish to be alone. To have neighbors wanting to come over and crow about their lives, not interested.
The Sepol call the towers dandelions, as our houses are constructed the same way as the ones in nature. These towers are not anchored to the ground as they float off the earth’s surface.
Look out the window of my house, fantastic scenes, a tapestry of colors and textures, submerged under the clouds, rain makes a curtain that comforts my cat and me.
What does my house look like? In general, it’s shaped like a bird with short wings, more like a swan in flight. What resembles the neck is an elongated tube where I keep my extra stuff. The head area was for navigation like an air fighter, but it controls itself like a computer brain. What’s considered the body where I live wonderfully and truly includes the kitchen, bedroom, bathroom, and living room. You might think the rear that’s where the engine is located, but there was none. If you believe what makes my house go anywhere, the answer is I don’t know. A small device that looks like organs of a body with metal parts. Two things with glowing cables winding everywhere might be the exhaust. I never saw it function. I am a procrastinator; the time would come to fix those engines, whatever they are. So my house moves how I don’t know, it attains high speeds. Some say it rides on the waves of gravity or electromagnetic, whatever. I’m hanging on waves at times like a ship in the ocean. My house attaches to the dandelion tower, a three-foot thick cable; sensing the docking, it automatically connects itself. I don’t have to do anything.
This was my parent’s house; they passed on years ago, and now it’s mine; my other sister married, so she’s off with another family. I’m the one child who stayed; I didn’t find a husband. They call me Casi; my only companion is a cat named Tu. She’s rambunctious and affectionate; she tries to find ways to get on my lap to sleep. It’s safe; I’ll be joining an air caravan chain soon. There’s a rendezvous somewhere I hope I can find; it might be twelve miles from here, where ever I am. I should hear the wailing of a siren that should be the sign of a gathering.
Tu lets me know if there’s a distant danger; if an object is unseen, it’s too far. Seeing the scratches on the window and meows, I know to be aware of the threat. She loves looking out the window and watching the clouds move Tu, my security guard. On a particular day, Tu told me unseen pirates were coming. I didn’t see them, but she knew. I ran the engines. I had the intuition about where I had to go. Tu confirmed it to me. Because of her, I avoided pirates and storms that would have destroyed me.
As my home is in the sky, I read it like a book; it tells me that long enough, there had made it my companion. So two friends, Tu and atmosphere, I need only a few good friends.
Now signing off, not much to say until later on, get to the rendezvous of the caravan protection in numbers.
