Aiko studied the sky thoughtfully.
The sky was vast, blue, and full of sunlight. White clouds were drifting across its peaceful azure expanse like cotton candy, carried by warm winds.
She was pleased.
'Ah, finally!'
It was nice to see the light of day again after spending so long on the Forgotten Shore. The starless void of its orphaned sky was black and cold, with not even a moon to keep it company... poor thing! The land itself was devoid of warmth and light, as well — it was quiet and tranquil, but not exactly vibrant.
So, visiting Bastion was something Aiko had been looking forward to very much.
Not the least of all because people could actually appreciate her stylish outfit here. Members of the Shadow Clan could see in the dark, true, but they had trouble discerning colors — everything was a shade of grey for them. Most could not tell silk from satin, either, let alone appreciate the nuances of exquisite fashion.
