C1043 Infant

Perhaps her kindness was to him, perhaps to anyone who passed by without an umbrella, but what did it matter?

He didn't need such kindness.

The bustle of the city faded away, the neon lights were overshadowed by the night, the low, old buildings were outlined in the shadows, the rain fell in the dark corners, and an indescribable smell of mud and rotting garbage seeped into the nostrils