The sea domain near Heaven Port may be advertised as an unfreezing harbor, just like Kersuna Island with its eternal spring.
But now, winter had officially set in.
The climate here was quite cold, with both sky and sea shrouded in gloominess. Soon, snow would start to fall.
With the pushing of the deep blue waves, fragments of shipwrecks drifted aimlessly, like lost souls with nowhere to go.
Goria walked forward to the bow again to look out.
There was an alarming number of broken fragments, wooden crates, sheets of low-density light metal, all sorts of domestic lighting fixtures, floating on the water's surface. Although scattered, the surrounding sea was filled with this kind of scenery.
The disorderly and disharmonious feeling was as if one had arrived at... the end of the world.
"There seems to be a lighthouse ahead,"
