im also a spooky eldritch dragon, it's just that instead of being the terror of the abyss im an embodiment of the vertigo you feel when you look up at a clear sky and realize that the blue firmament isn't something solid, it's a trick of lights and colors, and the void above you just keeps going forever

im really entering my eldritch arc, im just the bright horror of the daytime skies

You spy a shadowed shape in glimpses through impenetrable clouds. An overwhelming presence in a void where few if any presences should be. Could that be the isle you seek? ... no, it's gone, as soon as it appears.

It's bright. Too bright to see. White clouds, blue sky. Where's the ground gone? You can't see it. It's just you, your high altitude hot air balloon, and the howling wind. All drenched in soft light, reflected from the clouds all around you. It hurts to look at.