One day, a glittering mass fell from the sky. Gar felt there was nothing to be happy about, except that he had nearly been blinded by the glare. Just as Gar had never questioned why the sky over Senai was always so blue. A baffling story dressed up as Western fantasy. Fictional setting, fictional setting, fictional setting. Anything that doesn't make sense follows the story's own logic. Not sure if anyone will read this. Updates may be irregular.
