The hustle and bustle of horses could be heard from a city surrounded by large, high walls.
Flowers bloomed in every window of the house there.
"The winner takes it all, I'm just a fool who failed, they winners steal under the pretext that we took this fairly so we have the right to keep it."
"Hey, look around when you walk. Do you have eyes?".
A coachman snapped. The poor man just averted his gaze and turned around to walk away. The coachman fell silent when he saw the poor man's face which looked drenched. Get down and rush over to the man.
Their face seemed gloomy in his mind he only thought about that man.
"Hey friend, forgive me, I might have overdone it."
The man spoke to me softly, he was clearly stuttering as he apologized to me. This man seemed like a good person. That's what I thought.
He just nodded and said "I'm fine", his eyes looked weak and listless and his hands were covered in blood, his eyes looked yellowish, was he really okay?.
Moving away. He walked away from him further and further away among the crowd. The coachman just stood there watching the poor man leave. Being shadowed by guilt is really strange, why can someone feel it? Does that indicate that they are still a good person?, William was just a homeless man who had been abandoned in the middle of the forest when he was 7 years old,
He walked with a feeling that weighed him down. Haunted by the past, oppressed by failure, even trampled by emptiness . Care? Sorry, no one cares about him. The man grew up in poverty and even scavenged for food from trash cans, Anyone can eat bread happily, the price is cheap but...
That doesn't apply to poor kids who don't even know who their parents are.
What a nice smell. I stopped when I smelled this,I felt in my pocket and I found 3 silver coins I think that's enough for one , 'The man came in with his clothes still wet at The sun rose a few moments ago'.
"Excuse me, I want to order the cheapest menu here." He looked at the floor and said that so people looked at him .
"Friend, do you have any money?" Said an old man with a deep voice, He didn't answer because in his heart he was filled with shame. He initially thought this place was deserted because the sun had just risen.
A woman with brown hair and a cold gaze said to me
"If you don't have money, I'll give you free food so just sit down", She said this to me coldly, I wondered if this woman appreciated my arrival.
In the midst of this tension, this man was crushed by feelings of shame within himself. He was just an unlucky man. Was he okay? Was everyone staring at him tensely? , Because he was hungry, he preferred shame over death. He sat at a table with his body soaked. The wooden table and bench seemed to be slowly getting wet.
Looking out the window, the flowers were blooming beautifully, and William felt comforted.
She came with a smile, the woman smiled while bringing a rice dish. Pink in color and full of the scent of olive oil, He put the food on the table "Enjoy, I hope you are satisfied."