Solar Calendar, mid-November of the year 4420.
A seemingly ordinary Friday, just before nine in the morning.
Today's snow is heavy, and the temperature is cold.
In the hazy vision, the port of Enlighment is shrouded in a dreamy white fog. By the docks, the outlines of several gigantic cargo ships could be vaguely seen. Some workers, heavily dressed, were operating machines by the shore, transporting large containers.
The shouts, the clangs of metal collisions, and the dull sound of chain rotations intertwined, gradually spreading out.
Even from far away, it could be heard.
At the other end of the Enlightenment Port's boardwalk, a small fishing boat was ready to set off. The blond, handsome Felisiano leapt from the shore onto the deck, distributing the sandwiches he had just bought to his companions.
"Thanks."
Polaris, dressed in a blue suit, smiled as he took it.
