If anyone ignored the decay and rot of the city of Dharma, they would have to admit that the twilight here was immensely beautiful. The light scattering through the thick clouds painted the sky in a soft gradient of blue, purple, pink, and orange.
It brought a quiet sense of calm, while the gentle breeze stirring through the ruined streets only served to deepen the peace. The sky was not yet dark, though the cooling air suggested that night would soon arrive.
Amidst this serene backdrop, Aika sat on the balcony of the Hemwick mansion, staring out over the decaying skyline while smoking from a long black pipe. It was one of the most breathtaking sights she had ever witnessed.
Resting his head on her lap, Cedric lay quietly beside her. He seemed exhausted with his eyes closed, though he wasn't actually sleeping. For some reason, despite his weariness, sleep eluded him, so he simply remained still, letting Aika gently stroke his hair.
