The city sprawled out before us in a vivid, almost surreal mix of colours and shapes. The architecture was unlike anything in the human realm buildings twisted and rose to improbable heights, some seemingly defying gravity with their sharp angles and looping curves.
Demonic script ran along shop signs, illuminated in purples and greens that pulsed with a strange, mesmerising glow.
Riley strode beside me, looking entirely at home. She took in the sights with a glimmer in her eyes, a blend of nostalgia and quiet melancholy.
Her hand brushed the amulet around her neck, an old piece that, I realised, probably held memories of Jade. She'd mentioned them briefly in passing but never in detail. I hadn't wanted to pry, but I knew how much Jade had meant to her.
As we strolled past various street vendors, I could sense the bittersweet fondness as she glanced at certain places, perhaps places they had once visited together.
