She called all the people together to convince them of the danger of looking into the sky. And then she told them of her dream in which she had seen her son, as the link between earth and sky, escaping on a nest that could sail into the heavens. She begged everyone, both earth and skypeople, to work together and build a ship out of branches, to carry OVO safely across the oceansky.
And so it was, on a long day when the oceansky was a deep dark mixture of red and gold, that a beautiful nest of branches softened with leaves and feathers was lifted to the crest of the tree and loaded with food. Then everyone tied themselves to the top branches. They all held on as Sofia gently laid OVO down in the centre of the nest.