'You doubt I'll make it before it becomes late? Before nightfall?'
As Corey watched the carriage driver leave to pick up a customer who was not a forsaken and a banished like him, his brows were deeply furrowed as he thought back on the words of the driver.
'I guess there's day and night in this place? But the night is more dangerous?' Corey looked up for a second before looking away, 'Well, I shouldn't wait to find out about how dangerous the night can be. I should get going.'
Corey thought, and then he started walking. Hours went by, and by the fourth hour, the sky began to change.
The sky darkened and a cold wind began to blow in the nameless town. Shops, homes, and buildings began to shut their doors, and the people on the streets either went to their various homes or entered the shops of those they were familiar with or those who were kind to allow them to enter.
