In this city, enough is a foreign concept. Satisfaction is like a mirage – always in sight but never within reach. People hustle day and night, chasing gold, status, or power, and once they get a taste, they want more. It's an endless cycle. The rich want to be richer, the powerful want more influence, and even those with nothing are constantly dreaming of more. Contentment? It doesn't exist here. Everyone's trapped in this insatiable quest for more, blinded by their ambitions and desires. It's a city where enough is never enough, and peace of mind is a rare commodity.
I finished the pie Barton had given me and leaned back, my head resting on the bench. The snow was falling gently, with a slight breeze coming and going. Some students were playing snowball fights, while others were trying to cast various spells.
Mr. Vlad's talk about spreading weird gossip seemed to work; no one gave me side-eye or talked about me in whispers.