The nightfall cloaks this vast whiteness, with radiant auroras and stars reflecting each other, flickering above the dome. Their gentle glow falls, reflected by the snowflakes, driving away the darkness of the deep night.
The Plague Doctor raises his head, able to see the aurora woven into a magnificent ribbon of light. As in the Silent Sea, it points towards the distant end, guiding the direction for a few people. The stars shine brilliantly at a higher place, like gemstones embedded upon them.
He has never seen such a clear sky, as if the distance between the Plague Doctor and the sky itself has been drawn closer. Perhaps advancing further can truly reach the end of the world, the Plague Doctor guesses there might be a gigantic, endless cliff there, leading to the Abyss below to Hell, and the starry sky above to the Celestial Kingdom.
