<center><span style="color:purple;font-weight:bold"><big><big>'''Jena Year 2464'''</big></big></span></center>

<center><span style="color:purple;font-weight:bold"><big><big>'''Jena Year 2464'''</big></big></span></center>

The toddler opened his eyes and began to gurgle. Waving his chubby little arms, he searched with his clumsy fingertips for the rag doll that was sharing his nights since he was born. Not finding it, he gesticulated in order to extract himself from his cocoon of sheets, and grabbed the protective bars of his little bed to stand up. Like many mornings, he found it lying on the floor, looking at him with a disappointed look, unhappy to have been inadvertently rejected outside the warm and cozy nest. He was about to join her, thanks to some acrobatics, when the drape of the room he was in opened. The morning apparition might well be recurrent, he never got tired of his mother's incredible beauty. Totally forgetful of his doll, he flapped his arms laughing, eager to find the one who was torn from him every night by his father. Behind her tattooed mask, the [[Zorai]] gave him back her smile and let escape some words. If he didn't understand her words, her voice was the most beautiful melody he knew.

The toddler opened his eyes and began to gurgle. Waving his chubby little arms, he searched with his clumsy fingertips for the rag doll that was sharing his nights since he was born. Not finding it, he gesticulated in order to extract himself from his cocoon of sheets, and grabbed the protective bars of his little bed to stand up. Like many mornings, he found it lying on the floor, looking at him with a disappointed look, unhappy to have been inadvertently rejected outside the warm and cozy nest. He was about to join her, thanks to some acrobatics, when the drape of the room he was in opened. The morning apparition might well be recurrent, he never got tired of his mother's incredible beauty. Totally forgetful of his doll, he flapped his arms laughing, eager to find the one who was torn from him every night by his father. Behind her tattooed mask, the [[Zorai]] gave him back her smile and let escape some words. If he didn't understand her words, her voice was the most beautiful melody he knew.