One day, a ball of bright crystals fell from the sky. Gal felt that apart from being almost blinded, there was nothing to be happy about. Just like Gal has never doubted why the sky in Senayi is always so blue. An inexplicable novel wrapped in a Western fantasy jacket. Overhead, overhead, overhead. Everything that is illogical is the logic of the novel. I don't know if anyone will read it, the update is unstable.