The kid

By the time Lucian left the company with his driver, Cal, the sun was already about to set, and many of the metal carriages seemed to pile on the roads, causing them to move at a slow pace and stop every now and then. They were blocked from behind and in front. He slumped against his seat and stared sightlessly at the lights ahead of them that flashed colors. The noisy cars and streets made his head heavy.

He was not used to this life and didn't think he could get used to it. However, he couldn't help but admire it. He recalled when Ave would try to describe how the skyscrapers made it impossible for one to see a clear sky and the stars. He could now picture it because the sky had darkened, and he couldn't see beyond the city lights to the sky.

Torches illuminated every street and highlighted the night activities, with large screens atop buildings or poles that made him believe perhaps they didn't have thieves here to leave their valuable screens out in the open.