Under the moonlit sky, the silhouette of Pelican Town's mountains provides a serene backdrop as Sebastian leans against the Carpenter's Shop, his figure enveloped in the faint glow of a cigarette's ember.

The soft tendrils of smoke intertwining with the cool night air; his eyes fixed on the distant stars, lost in contemplation. As the rhythmic hum of crickets accompanying the quiet night air.

“I was thinking..people are like stones skipping over the water, eventually we’re going to sink,”