New Year

A new beginning, that was what Lyuze had said. Casshern didn't understand what she had meant by that. He frowned. A new beginning could mean anything. He sighed and felt the wind stir. Everything was beginning to calm down. Maybe she meant the New Year was approaching. He could remember back when he worked for Braiking Boss that humans and robots celebrated the coming of the New Year. How did they even keep track of it still? The seasons were all the same beside the occasional snowfall. It wasn't even snowing anymore. He sighed once more. He didn't understand it.