006. Hours
We judge the hours by the sun, here in Sharance. It rises at six a.m., peaks at noon, and sets at seven p.m. How do we tell the inner hours, you ask? The sunlight and moonlight settle on different branches of the Sharance tree throughout the day and night. That's how we know timing for shopping and festivals. When it started growing, we had to reassess our time-telling, but it was worth it when we made peace with the univir and the Sharance Flowers bloomed.
Depending on the hour of the day, there are many wonderful things to see. For example, in the afternoon, the angle of the sun is just right to reflect off of the waterfall in Oddward Valley, creating a beautiful rainbow. And when the sun sets, the sky over Sol Terrano Desert becomes a spectacular display of stars. Both are well worth the trek to see.
Time can be a relative thing, however. It can pass very quickly for the farmer engrossed in his work in his fields, or rather sporadically for the young man waiting for his date, or interminably slowly for the little girl bored by the hot summer afternoon. But, no matter how fast or slow they seem to pass, the hours never stop; no one has found a magic that will cause it to cease its constant, forward movement. And so the hours become days, the days become weeks, and the weeks, years, for all eternity.