It was already late afternoon. Zafron had been working all day, looking for the job he went out for. Already he had gone to two out of the contacts Matilda gave him in the morning, and they had all said they'd get back to him.
He was already getting tired, his cash severely depleted from the expensive transportation. 'Who knew these fancy carts would cost so much just to get from one place to another?' he thought, shaking his head.
Right now, he was seated at a construction site, watching the work go on. Some of the workers were using magic to effortlessly manipulate the materials, guiding bricks and mortar into place with a mere flick of their fingers. Meanwhile, others toiled away without any magical assistance, sweating and straining as they hauled heavy loads and wielded tools.
