Night had completely enveloped the vast main highway, cutting through the northern border region and connecting the administrative city of Silvermist with the center of the great civilization of the Earth Human Empire. Up above, the night sky, clear of any sweeping clouds, put on a magical cosmic display: a pitch-black dome studded with billions of stars twinkling with sharp intensity, resembling a heap of diamonds intentionally scattered across a luxurious expanse of black velvet cloth. The night wind blew with a refreshing, almost chilly breeze, carrying the distinct scent of pine sap from the wild forest lined closely along the edges of the highway, as well as the chill of the dew that was starting to fall and cling to the tips of the wild grass.
