Date = 5 July
One more day passed.
Place = San Francisco (Inferno)
POV - Enrique
After yesterday’s incident, I’m reluctantly thinking of moving myself and Aria to Black Pit as soon as Leyla gets discharged. I figure their safety is more important than my stupid dislike of the place — even if every cell in my body rebels at the idea.
I don’t think I will ever feel comfortable there. Not in this lifetime.
Still, it doesn’t look the same anymore. Nothing does. Jackson changed everything — the buildings, the gardens, the atmosphere itself. Even the mountain and the ocean seem to be more lustrous, like the land was waiting for someone to scrub off the grime and let it breathe again.
Now, the verdant green pastures are alive with livestock. Cattle graze under open skies. Sheep move in flo
