Winter nights in South Crayney come very early.
The briefly visiting sunset quietly departs after a short while.
The horizon is tinted with a layer of thin ink, as stars and the silver moon hang in the night sky.
After discussing serious matters with friends on the second floor of the Brielda Opera House for the afternoon, Lanci took Talia and Sigrid back to the Saint Kray Temple.
Of course, there was also the younger sister who came along.
"Wow, wow..."
Isatia was thrilled and delighted by whatever she saw outside the car window.
The main area of the Saint Kray Temple is traversed by lush tree-lined paths, with clear streams babbling through, and marble towers and flying buttresses visible everywhere.
Having not come out from the Bulida Mafia Harbor Underground Palace in Bulida for a long time, she hadn't experienced such free and normal life.
The vehicle stopped in front of a uniquely charming estate.
