Capital Exploration
Unlike what he recalled from his very brief visits to Mastorn, the houses of Gallvania were double-storied, usually housing flower boxes atop their colorful rooftops as the lively airs of the country flourished it all the same.
As he ventured through the quiet, residential area, waving to the elderly occupants of Yulimium who sat on benches, sipping tea in the brisk morning, he found himself moving up a set of steps, ending up at a children's playground.
Expectedly, it was occupied by children, some playing with stickers to carve symbols into the soil of the play area, and some kicking and passing balls to each other.
A warm smile perched itself on his expression as he kept his hands tucked in his pockets, watching them play with the fresh sunlight peeking through the clouds that swept through the oceanic-blue sky.
In his eyes, seeing them play, he saw his younger siblings; giggling and enjoying themselves without a care in the world.