Time passed, and the rain finally slowed down.
It took Paul a lot of time to clear his head and muster up the strength to stand up and move forward toward his goal.
Sitting on that bench was comfortable; he was hidden from the rain and the scorn of the world, and he was safe.
But he knew he could not stay there forever, and he had to face the world as long as he kept living.
It's just that his weak body kept screaming for rest, kept asking to stay here for a bit more.
As they say, the first step is the most difficult towards a new journey.
But the words of that unknown young man gave Paul the strength to overcome his first challenge and take the first step.
He got up and started walking.
Paul had seen that giant clocktower once before; it was a massive pillar of stone and concrete located near the entrance to the nobleman area.
