It was a clear day. The morning sun slowly rose behind the elongated clouds, casting rays of bright yet gentle light that sprinkled a pale rose-colored dawn over Davaz Town.
Lauren drove the car steadily into the town. Shire sat in the car, looking at the familiar streets on both sides and the neighbors waving and greeting him, feeling an inexplicable sense of warmth.
Simple, kind, serene, peaceful...
Shire had grown accustomed to having all of this, just like he had grown accustomed to the air, feeling its existence unknowingly and not realizing its value.
However, it wasn't until Shire returned from Antwerp that he realized not everyone lived in such an environment as a matter of course.
The car slowly stopped in front of the house. Camille smiled and stood at the door, waving to Shire. Upon hearing the sound of the car, Dejoka also came out.
