The setting sun slowly exits the blue curtain and gradually disappears into the distant horizon. The afterglow spreads lightly on the bluestone street, slowly, slowly, fading... And then disappearing.
In the central square of Lanya, the capital city, the tall statue stands as majestic as before. It faces the setting sun with its back, and the crimson light is refracted to create a halo. The statue of the main god coldly overlooks this thousand-year-old city, no matter the wind or rain, no matter what happens, things change and the stars change.