The sun edged itself over the horizon, threatening to rob light from the world itself, but the streets in the Capitol just began brimming with life and excitement. Shops closed, vendors packed their belongings and fled for fear of losing their merchandise.
While the pubs and bar opened in full swing, men rushed in packs as they told each other of their stories, the problems they encountered and the politics of the nation itself.
Amongst the clamor, three figures walked in silence, their heads lay down as they walked tiredly through the streets.
Shadow looked about, his feet were bruised from waking two days non stop, the frozen bundle in his arms had made them sore from carrying it all day. The other two girls didn't fare much better but more than anything.
