Street lights were turning on, the citizens of Ordelia had done enough work for today and all of them were cleaning up for tonight to rest.
An old woman can be seen sweeping the floor with a broom, removing the amount of trash that was left by countless travelers going through the market. It was a peaceful night, no crows, no crickets, and it was a full moon.
She took a deep breath, inhaling the clean air of the night… until she was pushed aside by a shadow that went by. The old woman fell onto the ground and felt her body ache "Urya–! Damn you–!"
She pointed her hand to where the shadow went but pointed at the wind instead. It was just a few seconds yet they were gone already, her eyes blinked a couple of times, checking if that happened or not. After thinking, she decided that it wasn't worth it. She stood up and patted her back to remove the dirt that she gathered from falling to the ground.
