The Revival Month has arrived.
The long and cold winter in the northern continent finally left this land reluctantly. Although its remnants still instill awe, the gradually warming temperature and several days of sunny warmth have filled people's hearts with hope—at least in the Cecil territory, "hope" is no longer an elegant term used by the upper class during meals but has become a tangible expectation for commoners as well.
A baby was born during this early springtime.
In the "West District Factory Apartment," which was completed just this winter, a young new father awkwardly entertained the visiting neighbors and friends. The small living room was crowded with guests bearing gifts, though there were only some bland tea and simple snacks to offer, but the guests apparently didn't mind—few could have imagined that mere months ago, these people were homeless strangers wandering the wilds.
