The Last Part of Selection Begins
Little by little, it dawned in the Dry City when the birds sang in the trees in the streets, and the first windows and doors opened and closed.
Right now, it was cold in the city ruled by Minos, while dew covered the lawns of the city's public parks, in addition, of course, to the many glass windows of the local buildings.
The sky was still partially cloudy, with some blue dots in the middle of the white, from where light sources illuminated the Dry City more intensely.
And in the middle of this early morning, white smoke trails were already leaving from the top of some buildings. At the same time, the smell of bread permeated the residential neighborhoods of this place.
The day had just started, but hundreds of homes were already active, with all the family members drinking coffee and chatting animatedly.