By the cliff Sloane sat beneath an old oak tree that was so old that it looked as if it were bowing to the sea.
Her eyes fixated upon the horizon at the setting sun reflecting its light over the ocean that served as a vast mirror created by nature.
But her mind lay elsewhere. Beyond the blue waters. To her homeland. Her people. Her family.
-"By now the expedition must come to a conclusive result. I might be considered as missing or dead considering the tragedy that occured on Zephyr bay. What would father and Yulia perceive of this? And then there's Cecile. She's just as docile as Yulia who would tear up easily. And then there are the Valentino knights order. And others. I don't even know if they'll search this vast ocean and all islands in it. It's impossible considering father's personality, he will drop the matter that'll provoke disorder in the military. And it's all because of that damned Leviathan!" She finally cursed the sea guardian.
"DAMNIT!" She cursed again.
