Night had fully fallen when Kael reached the top of the imperial cathedral, and there, above all else, the world seemed more distant, more silent, almost as if reality itself slowed down around that elevated point. The imposing structure of the cathedral stood like a silent testament to ages past, its towers cutting through the dark sky while soft city lights spread below like an ocean of artificial stars. Even at that hour, the empire remained alive, pulsating with constant activity, illuminated streets, lit windows, and the distant sound of a civilization that never truly slept.
