Chapter 13
Nightfall enveloped the city, bringing chills and moisture as mist seeped through its tight streets. The distant rumble of horse-drawn carriages touches the ears while sunlit life stays hidden. These Are the Days acts as a quiet refuge for souls who prefer to stay inside their hidden homes. The tavern-goers exchanged whispers about the Ripper to tell scary stories before bedtime.
The mist surrounded Victor as he slowly moved forward through an environment devoid of trees. His coat follows behind his body as he bends forward while his gloved hand holds his cane to tap on the cobblestones around the quiet city where few passersby walk. The physical damage from the melee left him weaker in body yet fortified his spirit. The thrill of victory remained his desire even though he had
