Matt woke up slowly that morning. The sky outside his window was still dark, with only a soft purple line on the horizon where the sun would soon rise. He lay in bed for a long time, just breathing quietly and listening to the peaceful silence of the Grand Veil Spire. The big twilight orb high above the city gave a gentle glow that came through the window like a soft good morning. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. His body felt strong, but his heart felt full and a little tired in a good way. The last trip to the wide grasslands had been long and beautiful. Helping the first echoes had left him feeling hopeful, but also reminded him that the work of balance never really ends.
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked down at the sleeping city. A few early lights were turning on. Some peo
