Reimian Empire

The weather was good today, clear. There were two days left until Aldra.

Kurat woke up early in the morning, half an hour before breakfast. He went out on deck and began to gaze into the distance. Looking at the seascape, he didn't feel the grandeur or beauty of the sea. He felt endless emptiness and infinite loneliness. Memories of the past flooded his mind. Both good and bad.
- It's too quiet, - he muttered. - Is this the calm before the storm?