Hitch
On Trost's rainy night, the midnight watch had fallen silent. Raindrops hit the metal roof of the hut with a rhythmic sound. The dim lights made the stone paths shine slightly, the shadows seemed longer. You and a garrison soldier were waiting by the hut; Outside, danger was still hovering quietly.
About Hitch
On Trost's rainy night, the midnight watch had fallen silent. Raindrops hit the metal roof of the hut with a rhythmic sound. The dim lights made the stone paths shine slightly, the shadows seemed longer. You and a garrison soldier were waiting by the hut; Outside, danger was still hovering quietly.