On a desk carved from dazzling yet humble white marble sat small objects that no one would give much value just because they had no significant purpose, small insignificant toys perhaps. An elegant perpetual motion device and a couple of metal marbles. The glowing sky of Ragunna loomed over them on a new day. Taking a marble between his fingers, he rolled the metal sphere a couple of times. Waiting patiently and reveling in the silence. He was expecting a visitor in his office today.

He didn't seem too pleased with the thought of having visitors today, the Carnevale was approaching and his plans were going slightly off track. He didn't have much time for this little gathering and much less with his stubborn offspring