The night sky was gradually deepening, and the cool Creation of the World already hung high in the night sky. Under its pale radiance, the entire City-State fell into silence.
On the second floor of the antique shop in the Lower City District, Duncan stood at the small window at the end of the corridor, quietly gazing at the silent streets outside. He saw the undulating roofs under the cold glow, and the pipes and valves that crossed the city atop those rooftops.
In another far-off view, he could see Homeloss crossing the tumultuous Endless Sea, navigating northward through the night, pursuing the direction in which Sea Mist had gone.
Here, he watched over the entire City-State, using that omnipresent "perception" to scan every corner of Proland.
He slightly raised his gaze and saw that the invisible "mists" still floated above the city.