Rie is a small country at the west side of the planet of Sein. It has a population of 1,301,286 people and unlike the rest of the the countries in Rie it is a fairly rural place. It is in Rie where explorers and adventurers alike come together to find so,e of the worlds only remaining unexplored treasures. Rie is a religious country, bound by superstition and make believe. The people of Rie believe heavily in their deities and will do anything to please them. Having come from an ancient civilisation, the people of Rie keep up the traditions and beliefs of people once before them. That includes in the belief of the floating city of the gods, Arimine...

Arimine is a fable city, in which thousands of years ago was believed to be s ove the clouds. Every hundred years, the island was said to descend within human reach, so that chosen humans could enter the islands and have one miracle granted to them each... However thousands of years passed and to this day, nobody has ever seen the rumoured city of Arimine as told in legend. Because of this, the island of Arimine has been sought by adventurers and prophets alike, determined to find the legendary city only spoken of in ancient documents and mere fairytales, all seeking the treadures and the one sole miracle in which Arimine has to offer...

"They even say that if wish hard enough to see the city, you may even see a glimpse of it in the clouds..." a large man with deep brown kindly eye that matched that of his brushy long brown beard, that almost seemed to tangle within his long shaggy hair whispered to his children, a glimmer of excitement in his eyes. His two children matched this excitement, both of them, sat up from the bottom bunk of the bunk bed, staring at their father in awe as they sat beside the candlelight in a darkened wooden shack.

"Papa, is that really true?!" His one child jumped up as their father laughed heartily to himself.

"Well why don't you try wishing real hard? You may be the first person in two thousand years to see it!" Their father told them, the kids starting to get even more fired up as their came a small knocking from beside them, a woman clearing her throat. The father and kids looked back to the doorway of the room as a woman dressed in homely rags with ebony black hair and honey coloured eyes raised an eyebrow to the father, holding up a candle herself.

"They can wish as much as they want to tomorrow... Don't get filling their heads with too many legends at this time of night" she scolded the father lightly as he laughed slightly to her words.

"Ahh come on Shuvi, this is the stuff even my father told me on nights like these where our two moons are out... And his father before him also..." the father mentioned as the mother nodded.

"But your father's father didn't have to go out for late night foraging did he?" She noted as the children peered from around their father with a pout.

"Aww mom, he was getting to the interesting parts!" The child grumbled as Shuvi tutted a little.

"You have farm apprenticeship tomorrow also don't you young man..." she noted pointed out as the young boy jolted a little. When then his father patted both he and his sisters head, getting up from the wooden stool beside their bed.

"When mama says it's time to sleep, we must do as she says... I'll tell you more tomorrow..." their father told them as their son sighed.

"But it's not as cool if both the moons aren't out..." he mentioned as their father chuckled a little, joining their mother by the door.

"Then I'd wish hard for  both the moons to be out tomorrow..." he told his son as both his children settled down in their bed, their father blowing out the candle in their room. "Night kids, love you..." their dad told the, as the children sleepily murmured their responded, the light of their mothers candle fading as the parents shut the door.

"You know how eager those two are Rothard... you'll have them wanting to join those eccentric adventurers you know..." Shuvi noted with a slightly concerned expression as the father sighed slightly.

"Well it's good for them to at least have that belief in them, you know how people are with those who aren't strong believers..." Rothard mentioned as Shuvi sighed to herself, her hands on her hips as Rothard took a small wooden pick from his coat, holding it up to the flame of the candle."With the moons being as bright as they are tonight, scavenging should be a breeze..." he mentioned as Shuvi tilted her head to the side thoughtfully, catching glimpse of their slightly dusty glass window to the side of their hut.  Through it you could just about see the small golden lights of the village, nestled within the mountain side they lived in. The lights matching that of the many stars, illuminating the apparent multicoloured galaxy clusters in the sky. From here you could just about see the bottom of the giant white moon, hanging over the mountain side, dying one side of it a bright white.

"This is certainly the brightest our night sky has been in a while... I wonder if this is a blessed night?" She pondered as her husband nodded, putting the flame on the splint in his hands towards the wick of a candle in a small lantern on a table beside a large wooden door leading to the outside if the building. The flame on the pick flickered out, a small tail of smoke rising up from it, shortly being followed by a light blue light, illuminating from the candle in the lantern a blue flame appearing on it, as white orbs of light also began to float from the flame. Rothard closed the lanterns casing before the orbs could get out before he looked to the door.

"It certainly seems so. Maybe the gods will grant us a good haul?" Rothard noted as his wife giggled a little to herself.

"During times like these, that would be a miracle!" She replied as her husband gave her a small kiss on the cheek, when he then picked up a wooden pole that was attached to the lantern, holding it over his shoulder.

"Well I'm off then!" He announced, opening his door as his with smiled.

"Be safe!" She chimed as Rothard was about to take a step outside, going to say his own farewells... however it was then that he noticed something at his feet which made him pause...

Beneath his feet was a small basket, filled with many rags and a few flowers... it would have looked like a normal basket of groceries or gifts, if it not for something else catching his attention from within as he gave the basket a stunned expression.

"Um... Rothard...?" Shuvi questioned slowly as Rothard slowly lowered his foot backwards, taking another step back...

"It's a child..." he mentioned as Shuvi raised an eyebrow at him, walking over to the doorway to get a closer look.

"A child...?" She repeated as Rothard nodded in disbelief... it was not so much the child that had him surprised... but much rather her appearance... Shuvi looked over his shoulder to take a look inside the basket... when he own eyes then became quite shocked...

"White... white hair..." she uttered as the both of them stared at the crystal white hair growing upon the sleeping child's head. There was a moments silence when Rothard's eyes then narrowed, looking to a small note that was upon the basket.

"I wonder if they were abandoned...?" He uttered, starting to read the note as Shuvi began to panic a little.

"Shou-should we drop her somewhere else?? That white hair... It must be the sigh of a curse... she may be a devils child..." Shuvi mentioned as her husband read the note thoughtfully.

"Calm down..." he told her before he looked to the child. "Look after her as if she were a treasure huh? She it's a she..." he mumbled looking back to the child... when he then raised his head to look at the surroundings around them, nothing but the darkness of the shrubbery and hills to be seen around their hut at the edge of their village.

"Anyone out there?" He called, his eyes narrowing a little as both he and his wife awaited with baited breath for a response... Yet none ever came...

"De-dear..." Shuvi uttered hastily as Rothard continued to give a perplexed expression, his eyes going back to the sleeping child... He had never seen such a child before...

"It doesn't look like whoever left her here will come back..." he mentioned, before he then reached into the basket for the child, much to Shuvi's surprise.

"Rothard-she..." she stammered, feeling rather hesitant as Rothard held the small baby within his arms... before a faint smile came across his face...

"For us to have come across you, on the night of the two moons... this truly must be a blessing..." he mentioned, before raising the child up the sky a little, her hair reflecting the moons light slightly, almost seeming to look like the many stars above them.

"Hair just like starlight... Say... Let's call you Aria... Just like the goddess who controls the might sky herself..." Rothard uttered, now holding a warm smile up to the child... When he then held the child close to him, looking back to Shuvi, who still seemed rather uncertain at first... when she then gave a small sigh, nodding to Rothard, making room for him to come in... Rothard took a moment to look back... looking to see whoever could be watching... However when he was sure that they were alone, he then wandered back inside, Shuvi walking over to the doorway, picking up the small basket of rags and flowers... before she two walked back inside, closing the door...

On the night of the brightest moons in up to one hundred years, the small scavenging hut belonging to the Hirenth family found itself met, with both a blessing and a curse... Granted from the very heavens above...