AIDAN stared at his brother's back as they approached the front door of the orphanage. It was like an old castle but it was not a welcoming site. The concrete walls were black as if burned down and rose up from the ashes. There were vines covering the building but not enough to make the whole facade look green.
They were carrying two big sacks of supplies each, ranging from meat products, grains, flour and canned goods.
"Good morning, Teresa. We have to do two more rounds to bring the supplies inside," Aldus said when they reached the front door which was opened by an old woman wearing black overalls.
The old woman bowed to them and they bowed back.
"The children have been waiting for you to arrive since this morning. They're at the grand hall, eating their late breakfast."
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