The Darkest Hour Before Dawn

"Ah, in times like these..." At the ferry crossing outside Dawn City, the boatmen shared their thoughts and let out deep sighs. "To put it plainly, we just want a way to survive, but all we can do is drift with the current." "It used to be hard and risky, but we could still make a little money each day. If there was work every day, we earned far more than we could from farming.