At the edge of the cloud, there was a brilliant white patch, like a turning page catching the sun. The rest was dove grey with a subtle hint of purple, just enough to announce the coming sunset. The coastline welcomed sea and sky, the bluest of brothers, together with a covenant of everlasting beauty. Along with nature's evening sky and coastline, the man-made harbor formed a scene that looked like a painting. The ships of all sizes floated on the water, taking the rest they deserve before starting their journey.
This was not a military harbor so there weren't any warships like a brigade or man of war. The biggest ship that could be seen on the harbor was a merchant ship with four cannons on the top deck. The crane with a huge wheel attached to it kept producing creaking noises. One could see almost half of the Royal land from the crane's top.
