The sun has started setting down taking away the lively colours with it as the blanket of darkness started crawling over everything. It was weird how all the beautiful colors of the town had turned to a grey hue making them appear lifeless. As the winters were almost there, the wind was getting chilly and there was thin fog in the air.
Two figures could be seen hurrying over the stoned pathway of the outer side of the town. That area was ending towards the desert but wasn't a part of the desert as it still had herds of trees and bushes left in there. Though no one was sure how long it would take the desert to eat up that greenery and etch its claws forward onto the lands.
The only voices in the silence of night were the howls of some animal coming from somewhere far away and the boots of the two people.
"There," Hellion stopped in front of an old looking cottage. "Go inside and rest. No one will find you here." He put the keys forward for her.
