The night sky is descending, but before darkness fully envelops the land, artificial lights have already been glowing in the city, dispelling the incoming dimness.
Street lights stretched along city roads and the bright lights from each household flicker in this forest made of steel and concrete, as if stars have fallen to earth, shimmering brightly.
This city may not experience a night sky.
From a terrace somewhere in the Autumn Palace, Earl Dule gazes far into this unfamiliar city, unable to help but murmur: "Even the most remote districts have the same number of street lights... that's quite an expense."
Matilda's voice comes from not far away: "But it improves security, making the city safer; in the long term, crime rates will drop, and the cost of maintaining law will also decrease."
