The sun emerged from the horizon, casting a warm golden hue across the plain of existence.
Birds began to stir and take flight, their calls echoing through the fresh air as they swooped low over the awakening waters.
Its light spilled like molten glass, coloring the sky with fiery orange and gentle pink, while a soft breeze swept over the water, bending the waves in subtle rhythm.
As the day dawned, shadows crept back and highlights painted a vivid picture of the new day, bringing figures into motion as they prepared for what lay ahead.
"So… what are your thoughts on my brother, Telos?" Aletha asked as she turned to the watery horizon. Now, keep in mind, it had been days since they had seen Asahi.
"Asahi? It's mixed," Telos said with an unsure frown. "I don't hate him, neither can I trust him too. He failed Kartara when it mattered. Look, I want to forgive him. But my trust only depends on true understanding and regret from him, not empty apologies."
