Reddit Prompt: Exodus

The deep songs of the whales sweep across the surface of the ocean, echoing for miles.

The cities atop them creak and groan as the whales glide through the sky, machinery filling the air with smoke.

The cries of workers, grocers and children are drowned out by the wind, as the day starts anew.

Around them, the Overseers swoop and flap, keeping them in formation and scouting ahead for trouble.

Behind them the smoke from the whale cities billows outwards and forms clouds, bringing the promise of rain and filling the air with the sweet scent of morning dew.


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