A Little Non-Verbal

Vintas was impressed with this library that Portia brought them too. It was indeed huge. There were three floors to the place. Seemed rather busy and he just watched the people going about their lives blissfully unaware of the danger their world was in. 

He'd told Portia what they were going to need. It seemed that she already knew where they were going and what to look for. They were now in a rather large city and Vintas just wanted to leave it. Again the air here was just awful, the smell wasn't good. How did people live in such polluted places? Such confined areas of concrete and filth? He did not understand how there were homeless people. Did they not have a system to help their own? It all seemed backward and archaic to him. Darkness was creeping in to the heart and souls of the living here he could see.