The night was dull black with only a little dim light that was lighting up the room they believed only them two were in. And the night was cold. Cold was like that, seeping through their layers of clothings of thin insulation. The exposed skin on their faces that had been crying and the wetness that their tears had left on their faces attracted the chill of the night to them more, their faces feeling as if it had been touched with lit cigarettes.
Grit grated in his teeth as the cold night left Luan's weak body shivering. There was slight dust blowing on the wind, leaving the scent of particularly wet and wintry rain watering the dry lands as it begins to rain heavily, the fragrance entered through the open windows and filled in his nostrils. The murkiness of the night begins to deepen as
