The capital's morning began with the faint light of dawn, and Susan awoke from her dreams. As per her routine, she took care of household chores before heading out to buy the ingredients needed for the upcoming days.
The streets were bustling with activity, with caravans passing nonstop. Sturdy beasts of burden pulled carts laden with various goods along the widened concrete roads. A few rich merchants, on their first visit to the capital, were ardently discussing the majestic waterwheel spinning in the distance, and bursts of astonished exclamations could be heard from time to time.
Accompanied by a somewhat shrill whistle, an ornate Alchemy Car sped by, belching steams of steam from the chimney on its front, drawing envious glances from the townsfolk and merchants alike.
