The morning began slowly, the kind of morning that seemed to stretch itself gently across the sky without hurry, as if the day itself had decided to take its time. The streets were still quiet, and the air carried the soft scent of rain that had fallen sometime during the night. The pavement reflected faint pieces of the pale sunlight, and the sound of distant footsteps echoed lightly between the rows of buildings that lined the narrow street.
The morning began slowly, the kind of morning that seemed to stretch itself gently across the sky without hurry, as if the day itself had decided to take its time. The streets were still quiet, and the air carried the soft scent of rain that had fallen sometime during the night. The pavement refl...