The Mist of Strangeness silently spread from the sea.
The sound of waves reaching Seaview Cliff continued day and night, where withered trees stubbornly rooted at the cliff's top.
It resembled a frail yet resilient girl.
The shadow of a young girl, more solid than the darkness, was cast upon the tree trunk, as if clinging to its frail, dead body.
"Forgive me..."
...
The mist shrouded the desolation of Belfast.
The city was fraught with danger, they could not land directly at the port or bay.
Under the morning's thin mist, before the presence that occupied Belfast noticed the unexpected guests on the sea, the large vessel Andrea skirted around the northern side of Sugard Mountain.
Here it bordered Elm Forest, allowing Lu Li to return to his former home via a steep slope, much gentler than the cliff.
Splash——
Foamy waves licked the brown beach, and a rust-stained large ship anchored at the edge of the distant mist.
