Floating on air, he gazed smiling out the small opening of his prison. Beyond the glass was a world, vast and awe-inspiring. Its tranquility pervaded the open skies, reaching both down to the earth and up to the heavens, seeping into his heart and filling him with joy. He became lost, utterly and peacefully lost in the soft hues that made his vision. Purples, oranges, blues and whites all combined and played to create a great ocean of vistas unimaginable in any other context. He was calm and fair, he had finally escaped.