The moonlight was blanketing the dark city like smooth silk. The light was silently oozing in through the window, illuminating the tiny room with only a bed and a chair. Sitting on the chair was a young boy with light-brown hair and hazel eyes. He was hugging his knees, staring at the wall with a blank gaze, lost in thought.
"I really want to see his family..."
After a few minutes, Kairen mumbled those words under his lips and heaved a sigh. It had been a few days since he was residing in this place. He was given a small room in the residential part of the building, something that was considered a luxury in this place. Most of the other people lived together in a cramped hall. Kairen could live in this tiny room only because he was someone related to the previous commander, Aaron Stayton.
"How should I ask about them...?"
