Sutaura watches the snow falling, each flake as unique as the next until they all come together on the ground, combining with the dirt to form the sludge that her and Arel slog through along the darkened streets. They move along, bundled in layers of mismatched garments which they managed to scavenge from one of the secondhand clothing stores in the market near the center of the residential area, which is now made up of rows and rows of white tents, which were only supposed to be temporary, but after a month have seemingly become permanent features.The sector has been restored, but not to its former glory. Rather, it is more ‘functional’ and ‘organized’ as Vanadium proclaimed during his acceptance speech when he was declared the new ruler of the sector. Since then he has seen to it that th
