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.,"Good morning!" he greeted the portly man behind the counter.,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.。