The nights in Naranya were much quieter than in Cassandra, with only old-fashioned grease lamps lining the streets, their dim yellow light providing little in the way of illumination. Lyle felt that the people of Naranya might not have quite understood the purpose of street lamps; rather than serving to light the way, they seemed more like decorative ornaments meant to adorn the streets. When the day's multicolored flowers lost their hues at night, these cute little colored lamps would invariably appear in sweet dreams.
Thanks to them, Lyle's night vision was not very clear, which admittedly could be due to a lack of proper nutrition for his body, but Lyle still blamed these little things, for they were always so captivating at night, inadvertently stealing his gaze.
