Standing on top of the slope, Hex looked towards the lower district.
The lower district stretched from the foot of the hill to the plaza, encompassing the slums on the slope.
Hex jumped down the hill and walked through deserted alleys, taking shortcuts wherever possible.
Unlike the plaza and the upper district, where moonstones illuminated every path and plain, the slope was covered in darkness during the night. This didn't bother Hex.
Having lived six years in this part of the town, he was familiar with every nook and cranny. He even preferred the darkness, as he was avoiding people from his past, who might be able to recognize him.
'If I didn't have to meet Gorge's parents all this would have been easier. A simple flick of one of the potions inside the box and no one would recognize me, even if I sat in their laps,' Hex couldn't help but think wryly about the trouble he had to go through.
