Chapter 135

The night hung heavy with melancholy as a deep sense of sadness settled over the world. The moon shrouded itself in clouds, casting a gloomy atmosphere that mirrored the emotions brewing within. The once vibrant city streets now seemed lifeless and deserted, as if even the buildings themselves mourned the sadness that adorned the night.It was a night that whispered of lost hopes and shattered dreams. The air was thick with a mixture of longing and despair, as if every passerby carried a burden too heavy to bear. A gentle drizzle started to fall, the raindrops serving as silent tears of the night, blending with the desolation that enveloped the surroundings. Faces passing by held expressions of solemnity, their eyes reflecting the turbulence of their inner worlds. In the dimly lit alleyways, figures huddled together seeking solace in one another's embrace. The worn-out faces of the homeless blended seamlessly with the backdrop of sorrow, both entities existing as forgotten souls within a wounded universe.