The city never truly slept. Even now, just before midnight, the streets thrummed with activity. Lanterns had long since been lit, providing a surprising level of lumination on the main streets, while the side streets and poverty-stricken neighborhoods were pitch black, allowing a number of unsavory plans to be enacted. Drunken laughter spilled from taverns and brothels from one end of the city, as citizens spent their silver and copper by the fist fulls; the sounds of disagreement, and the last dying screams of unfortunate victims painted a much different picture on this end of the city.
I perched on the edge of a slanted rooftop, my cloak wrapped tight around me to ward off the late autumn chill. Winter would be here before too long, and I would need to consider new attire that wouldn't clash so much with the inevitable snow.
