The first light of the day was nothing new to the quiet inhabitants of the new world. It had long stood as the beginning of a new day, a start of another hopeful journey after everyone had retired for the night before. This was when the roosters call for the brave who endured their own battles.
Witnessing the first light by the sea was a sensation among some youth. They took inspiration for every sunrise that they see, praying to the gods to bless them as they tread the paths they chose. However, this so-called chosen path was only merciful to a few.
Brother Blue was traveling across the lake that separated Crimson City from the main island. Even though bridges and trains give access to the people, the vast distance between the city and the main island was bound to raise awe.
