A castle, dark and broken down, built higher only by
the one who pays to build it. When it becomes longer than the brighter one in
front of it, the sun won't be able to reflect on the darker one or the brighter one, and you'll have to save up
money to build up the brighter one more.
"It'll be over soon." She answered, climbing up the
long stairs. She casts a
long gaze over to the
windows, looking across the dark field. "Do you see the sun?"
"You never see the sun in Sadness."