Nathalie stood by the personal balcony that the room accommodated for her.
A breeze of the night went on and brushed past her face and to her silhouette, fluttering her skirt and the shawl she wore.
She was still in her dress and hugged herself as she overlooked the bustling place beneath the palace she was in: from along the cliffs and down to the layers of ravines beamed with lights and small pillars of smoke.
The constellation of lights found within the dunes and canyons offered no difference from the serene starry sky. She embraced every second of it; for the first time she visited such a place, she never thought that it would blow her away this much.
Her ears met the chorale yet muffled sounds of clanks, hearty roars, and chatter even from afar, but was never a problem to her as she enjoyed the beauty of the scenery she was in.
