Morning wasn't much different from dusk, with visibility poor. The Zeppelin hovering above Berlin like a sluggish whale, blocked the already scarce sunlight. The entire city felt enveloped in dust that seemed to fall from the sky.,Sometimes, old Jack would ponder, why were humans so fragile A single blade could kill them, yet they were capable of ruling the entire world.,He leaned against the door, rubbing his head in pain, and once again the thought of retiring quickly came to mind.。