We somehow manage to get the two butchering demons away from the staring contest they were having and took this conversation to a more comfortable place then the rooftops, a nice restaurant still empty for the early hours of the night.
Walking like this, at night, gave me a different sensation than it did during the day, and I could not help but have a nostalgic feeling about this place the longer I stood around, the more I saw, the more lively it felt, the more I thought to have seen something like this before, but not exactly like this, that would have been impossible, but something… something quite similar at least, the lanterns, the buildings, even the people and shops...
