The middle of the large formation of floating earth homed two inhabitants - Hybrids. The last of their kind, and last of any hybrid. Wheeze and Karna. Plain grassland strewn together within the point-blank region of a circling ruin nearby. Mossy building draped over like bridges to nowhere, stagnant to scent of carcass and leftovers; greyscale destination, shadowed fingers reaching like maroon against the passing sun. Outcasted lands, ruled by only two.