As the sun rises from the East, many within the city of Dijon can't help but feel as if it's an omen of the black Burgundian sun coming along with it. It's a boogeyman for kids and adults alike, something like an asteroid falling towards France or a nuclear war wiping out humanity, the screaming of sirens as a bad storm hits, the idea of their borders coming any closer terrifies any man, woman, or child.

All of this doom and gloom there is a dichotomy for the heirs of the ancient Roman settlement of Divio. As the Church goers of this beautiful city go to mass, they pray to Saint Benignus and ask that the Burgundian storm never comes, and that they can continue to live their lives in peace.