A sun is shining above the nigh cloudless Harima Great Forest. The trees green. It was the third month of summer when I was finally ready to move out. The air was calm, the morning dew gently kissed the birch leaves. I had waited for that day for what felt like a lifetime. I was 22 at the time, fresh from my apprenticeship, eager to move on my own. You know how it is like, don't you? Getting your first taste of the real life out there. I couldn't sleep because how excited I was. And so when the morning came, I promptly slept the most of it. "Time to wake up!" The man yelled from the front seat of the carriage.