The door opened and in stepped the guards. They poured four cups of a shiny liquid that smelt a bit like sugar. No one noticed that outside under a tree sat a girl, with no hair and strange eyes. She sang about a ship that sailed to the other side of the sea where the sand and grass were everywhere. They covered up the buildings and swallowed the people, who didn't mind at all. She imagines she sits outside a sunken church with a boy who sings a song about the little clouds that sometimes cry bits of rain on them. The smallest cloud of all is called Bo and she can travel faster than the big sleepy clouds who sometimes get angry with her and strike lighting. So the girl and boy have to hide in the sand until the sleepy clouds forget about it and go back home.