Fork was walking ahead of us, “I am a Dardian, living in Atlantean territory. People don’t pay much attention to me”, he said, “so it is easy for me to find out such things”.
“How much further?”, Brio questioned.
“Just round that corner”, Fork replied, raising his frail arm and pointing at a ‘T’ point of the footpaths. I couldn’t help but feel bad for the man, he seemed to have gone through a lot.
“It’s going to be okay”, I said.
Great, now everybody was staring at me.
Fork seemed to understand, and acknowledged with a nod.
Round the corner was another glass building, A lot shorter than the rest, circular in shape but somehow seemed, more luxurious with well trimmed gardens filled with flowers and fountains.
“This is the Deluxe area”, Brio said, recognizing the place.
“No place bet
