The sky was a tad gloomy, as today was a chilly overcast day for the residents of Rambruck; the people who scurried about the streets for various activities wore thicker clothing than the usual and had ruddy complexions. Yet, like always, those within the Gutter Zone continued life like the norm. The weather didn't change much in their life as every day for them was a new struggle.
Like many others, Nero had only just awoken from his night's adventures across the World of Promise. He stretched and yawn before dully staring out of his small window as he rubbed his hands while speaking.
"I always hate rainy days."
Nero said as he continued to peer out the window, the chilly draft causing him to rub his hands together and pull his sheet tighter to keep warm.
As if the heavens heard Nero's words, a few slight rumblings sounded in the distance as if rain wasn't too far away from his current environment.
