Chapter 3: The Lords Message
Imagine you’re in a field at night.
A place devoid of people.
And light.
If you lie down on that vast field and gaze at the stars in the sky, you’ll see a picture more beautiful than anything a human could come up with.
The very night sky would be a canvas to this perfection in form.
The Observatory of Celestial Dreams.
Night in Larpentia is both dark and bright.
While the land is covered in darkness, the sky is bright.
The moon, the queen of the night sky, flaunts her presence, as infinite constellations adorn her. Looking at those stars, I thought of the child who must be asleep now. The beastman child whose name I don’t even know.
The reason He took back that miracle was because I didn’t know the worth of His blessings.
At a glance, the stars in the sky seem to move as they please.