The Call of Horizon set sail into a peaceful morning, where the lingering shadows of the night's gloom gave way to the warm flush of light. At one time, the river was a raging mass of gloomy blue and darkness, but today it sparkled with the promise of rebirth, with its surface undulating with streaks of gold and light lavender.
Each and every splash that was made on the hull appeared to convey the idea of rebirth and the unending possibility of new beginnings. Following the stormy tribulations of the Unyielding Veil and the broken legacy of the broken Horizon, the crew was now standing on the edge of a moment that seemed to be both immensely cathartic and full of possibilities. This moment was a daybreak that would signal the beginning of a new chapter in their epic voyage.
