C1085 The Whitebearded Old Man
Under the cloak of night, the city shimmered with a constellation of lights, a luminescence born of magical civilization. The heavy rain lent a blurred quality to the scene.
A solitary figure clad in a black trench coat strode along the deserted streets, a black umbrella in hand. The faint glow from the street lamps cast his features into shadowy obscurity
