Black cross

On an ordinary alley near the marketplace.

A handsome boy was walking on the street holding a piece of black bread. Accidentally the bread dropped to ground from his hand. He was surprised as he quickly bent over to pick it up. Dust covered the side of the bread that had falled onto the ground. He was hesitant to pick it or not.

Pedestrians were rushing to work past by the street. Few of the passer-by took a quick glance at him but nobody gave too much of an attention.

It seemed that boy was distressed about the bread but no one saw the his nose was sniffing the odors.

It was Dudian and his attention was focused on the sense of smell. He was taking gentle and short breath so that he could identify the details more presicely.