The night near the river brought a cooling breeze, sweeping through the surroundings. The calm, clean river flowed slowly and unhurriedly, presenting a peaceful image.
The city, still filled with life as darkness arrived, had a habit of gathering outside to enjoy meals together. Choosing the riverbank as a spot, they sat on its soft green grass.
In their own groups, people found comfort in each other's company, creating a lively but considerate atmosphere.
Careful glances were exchanged between groups, and an unspoken rule prevailed: to keep to one's own without interrupting others, as trust was running low.
The news of less food to hunt had spread, causing a small panic as murders and robberies on the outside increased.
This realization emphasized the power of numbers, but at the same time, it meant more mouths to feed.
