An unexpected mourning took hold of the small community.
They had spent the better part of the last year building up this legend of the ghost man. Without them knowing, this urban legend that had started off as little more than a joke had become a part of their daily lives. For these people that didn't have much, the simplest of things could rule their worlds.
The fact that Sylas had made the life of one of their most treasured neighbors better had made them all quite happy as well. Eness was like a mother to them all, and the light pep in her step in the last couple of days had placed down a weight on all their hearts.
How could they not know just how much the widow had struggled in the absence of her husband?
Unfortunately, there hadn't been much that the few of them could do outside of supporting her small business.
