Sun had set and the darkness loomed over the crooked roofs of Helios's quaint city. Lamps are lit, hanging on rough walls, illuminating the dim narrow streets. Within Jagra's abode, a silence, so peaceful and suspicious, wraps the entire building, enshrouding every room and hallway.
Three bedrooms are filled with small makeshifts beds, each with one little slumbering child. After a full day of playing and laughing, the little ones fell asleep as soon they hit their mattresses. Their little snores and peaceful expressions warm one's ice-cold heart.
Click!
The gears snapped into place. With satisfaction, Jagra faintly nodded as he finished the last of his work. He'd promised to house several adults and children in his home. Thus, he needed to be more than certain to ensure the safety of these people. With an exhausted sigh, he drew away from his desk and turned to see Erik, the giant Grekellian, ambling into his workroom with a cheery expression.
