Two lean figures blended with the darkness as they walked unnoticed through the neighborhood.
Their bodies were gracious in movements, welcoming the stillness that was the night.
Coupled with the dark clothes they wore, they easily navigated the almost empty streets.
Albeit the buzzing sound of the noise from the factories, the night could be considered peaceful.
As they got nearer to their destination, the one walking ahead began to slow down effectively.
Her partner noticed the change and pace in her walk. She didn't need to ask for she knew the feeling.
It was always hard to go back to the place that only gave you pain. No matter how strong one was, they tend to have a breaking point.
At the moment, the same could be said for Anaya. Walking through the familiar streets she grew up around weighed heavily on her heart.
