January 1, 2018
Accompanied by a gentle winter snow, 2017 quietly became the past.
At the first moment of the New Year, the Celestial Divine Sword was sounded over Cyan Cloud City by the heads of the three major families. The resonating bell chimes filled the streets and alleys, awakening countless drowsy people keeping vigil. In the East City District, a sleeping little girl murmured and turned over, and the ancient tree leaning against the courtyard wall trembled slightly, shaking down a large pile of accumulated snow.
In the heavy clouds above, a sliver of gap was gently pushed open by the bell chimes, drawing the bright moonlight onto the earth. Late at night, Cyan Cloud City, blanketed in silver, was illuminated to a dazzling brilliance.
A new year has finally begun.
