June 13th, 2005
A new day breaks over the Citadel of Light, the capital of all that is good and holy in the otherwise forsaken world of Darken.
A small farming village one mile east of The Citadel-
Kid: (reaching for an apple) Can't.. reach..
Girl: It's ok..
Tyr: (plucks the apple down and hands it to the kid) Here you go.
Kid: Wow, thanks mister!