In front of the Solar Lamp, a flag rose slowly. No one who hadn't endured the long darkness could truly understand the importance of the sun.
The Solar Lamp illuminated the entire sky, and the construction of the surface shelter was accelerating toward completion.
That afternoon, Evelyn Ford left The Undercity with Wendy and Zoe.
After the long night, many people's vision had begun to decline. The Solar Lamp was so bright that no one was used to it at first. Their eyes would sting and tear up.
Walking along the base's paths, she watched the strangers pass by. Everyone seemed to be in high spirits. Evelyn recalled her first visit to the base, when residents had also hurried past her. Back then, they were gaunt and sallow-faced, their brows furrowed without a hint of a smile. Everyone walked hunched over with their heads down, a complete contrast to how they were now.
"Joy Ford, I feel like ever since we got the Solar Lamp, the air feels so much nicer. It's not stuffy at all."
