The misty drizzle quietly pours down, seemingly endless, striking the moss-covered cobblestones, bringing a slight chill as the breeze passes by.
This is a beautiful coastal town, almost as if forgotten by the entire world. The long Radiant War and the steam engines of the new world have not altered this town; it still retains its appearance from a century ago, as if time has stood still upon it.
Hig leaned against the stone step by the door, his gaze falling on the end of the green stone steps.
As the drizzle falls, it seems the entire town has slipped into slumber. No pedestrians are on the streets, all doors are tightly shut, and no lights are on.
The entire town is shrouded in silence, with nothing remaining but the sound of raindrops falling.
Hig would normally feel an indescribable sense of loneliness, but at this moment, he doesn't mind those feelings. Although he is alone, seeing this familiar town brings a smile to his face.
