"…"
It was silent in the shore, and dark.
The small village had quieted down, and people were calming down for the night with their families.
At Bella's and Karma's farm, the animals were settled in their pens and coops.
Meanwhile, the farmworkers settled in their houses and hung around with their families—playing games, watching television, and just enjoying each other's company.
At the shore, Ellie was sitting in the sand and used a wooden stick to draw in the sand.
She drew three heads with stick bodies—a family of three—and she tenderly wrote their names in the sand.
"Aoi… Ellie… Kiernan…"
At the last name, her lips trembled, and she hugged her legs close to her chest, feeling tears prick at the corners of her eyes.
There was a cold wind coming from the World Sea, and for some reason, all clouds and birds were escaping from the horizon.
It was the direction of the Dead World.
Almost like there was something apocalyptic happening over there.
"Dad…"
