Prisoners of Gold, that's what the citizens call them. Outside, in the desert, is a red zone where aurums are wild and free to do as they want, no rule bounds them. The red zone is known for war occurring nearly everyday, between groups of powerful aurums living in the desert. The country of Fiveisla is separated not by bodies of water but by mass desolations. The reason why Faradiso has walls taller than the heavens is to block such aurums from invading the city.Today seems to be that day.Cerise was awoken by a loud ringing and people screaming, there seems to be a commotion outside.The siren of the city hall rung throughout Faradiso, it only ever does during calamities or emergencies.Cerise uncurls herself from her position, wiping the tears away as she cried because of Jean's situation. She walks toward the glass wall, peering down at the streets. There she sees aurums, attacking one another. One of them flew upwards and threw a car at a crowd. The

Waking up in an underground house seems unideal, but Cerise is excited. She wonders, how many hours, days and weeks since she last saw Sal. She's woken everybody up with the noise she's making, scrambling for tools in the boxes in the corner. Yzander and his friend has seen better days, used to the luxury that was provided with them being part of an illegal business, some would call it a mafia, for being too rich and too powerful. Even the rehabilitation rooms in ARIA were far better than this, bunk beds and cement walls reek of poverty. It's ironic, he thinks. For the safe house to belong to the Dellancy family as he's heard, this was awfully substandard. "It's time we look for Janoir and get my friend." Cerise announces, playing with her sweater before folding it and places it on the bed. "Again, Cerise, it's risky" Nicholas acts like her father, bitter and demanding. Cerise has long waited for this. For the moment she'd get to see Sal again. Janoir was no

Thinking of someone can be difficult. Especially when they’re somewhere far, somewhere you don’t know about. The worst-case scenario would be them in danger and the best would be they left for the better, for themselves, but Cerise knows Jean wouldn’t leave her like that. In Cerise’s eyes, Jean is her healer, her guardian. At the same time her definition of love, her partner, and their light.  Months back, Jean had Cerise wrapped around his finger almost immediately. At first, Cerise almost thought that he was toying with her but then hardship came and she felt the sincerity with every step they took. The staircase is too high up to see the end, and Cerise hopes she’ll continue walking this staircase further with Jean back in her arms. It might not have seen like it, but Cerise adores and cares for Jean with the deepest and most passionate emotion she has.