Sol takes to the skies and almost sighs with relief when he finally leaves the protective shell of the manor. Alone, he can finally breathe.
The stifling feeling when he spends his time with the others is a bit difficult to explain, but Sol attributes it to the weird awkwardness that he doesn't really know how to deal with.
Whatever the case, he wins his freedom soars the skies. Night and day have long melted together. Above, he sees the glittering, long ebony scales that blanket the sky alongside blackened clouds.
"Please wait for me, my beloved…" Sol mutters under his breath. "Please wait for me, my Nox…"
Lightning shows no signs of quelling. The earth is razed and any moment he spots amid the burning rubble are blackened corpses that creep around aimlessly across the lands.
Sol tries to dig within his memories, trying to recall what this place actually looked like.
