Snap of a twig- Part 1

The light that emitted from the lantern was blocked from spreading further in the room, not because of the magistrate but because the oiled cotton stick had started to reduce. Damien looked at the man who had a round belly with the belt that was worn tightly fitting around his trousers. A furry coat that he wore to cover himself against the cold. Glancing at the fireplace from the corner of his eyes, he caught the last of the woods that were burning bright red and orange in color. 

It wasn't his first where Damien caught an official making his own money while letting the poor suffer under his guidance. This was the case with a lot of villages compared to the towns which were comparatively more developed villages. 

Keeping the sweet demeanor which he had picked up from one of the officials in the council, he continued to speak seeing the distaste that formed on the magistrate's face,