Under the clear sky with fluffy white clouds, strands of radiant sunlight pour down like golden threads, settling on the skin and making one feel all the more comfortable, improving one's mood a great deal.
After the magical disaster, the survivors lived on, carrying memories of their deceased loved ones. Looking down from a high vantage point, you could see that hardworking farmers on the plains had begun their daily high-intensity labor.
"What's that?" A farmer, who was weeding and catching bugs, propped himself up on his farming tool. After wiping the sweat, that had been brought on by toil, off his body with a rag reeking of sweat, he prepared to take a drink from his water bottle. Just as he was about to drink, he was stunned by an odd sight in the sky above him. His grip on the water bottle went slack as he stiffened in shock, causing the bottle to drop to the ground.
