Leaving the church and arriving on the main street, the gray snowflakes had already covered the road, and of all the shops on Cherry Leaf Avenue, less than a quarter were open for business.
Continuing along the street towards the street corner, Shard did not see the four-wheeled horse-drawn carriages waiting for passengers at the once bustling location.
However, a policeman rushing by with a kerosene lamp in hand loudly informed Shard that Randall Valley was experiencing a once-in-a-century special low-pressure vortex weather, causing toxic substances in the city's air to settle, suggesting it was best not to stay outdoors today. Additionally, he advised heed to the City Hall's earthquake warning for tonight, predicting earthquakes outside the city.
In a city resembling a terminal patient, Shard walked a street on foot before finally finding a taxi. From the coachman's mouth, he learned that the earthquake at last night's banquet was merely the beginning of a series of quakes.
