The sunshine is warm in its brightness, reflecting a glow from the ends of Lissana's eyelashes, deep brown though they may be. It invites her eyes to rest, so that she can see bright rays even when she seems to be asleep. It's the sunlight that comes out of the year, lighting summer meadows and alpine slopes all the same. She wishes there was a word for the feeling it brings, for now she is calling it “sun joy." Lissana spreads out her arms and wrapped around her body with white sheets, realizing that Hades was nowhere to be seen.
“He wakes up early,” she muttered under her breath and slowly stands from the bed and walks near the glass window.
The mansion was beautiful and Lissana can’t help but be impressed even though she had seen the complete surrounding.
The bright sunshine brought
