410 Pit Latrine: Part 3

Azem was in a creased but still clean shirt and long pants. It was not bad for an attire in a city like Henricqal that was undergoing water rationing. He looked just like a man of ability, a social elite. In fact, this was how all the social elites looked.

He walked in the street, looking like just another ordinary man, who either worked for Baine University or was a follower wearing a holy emblem. He was no more than the peripheral personnel of the Asterism and the Moon Basin. Those who wandered on the streets were the family members of the personnel and the Transcendent or outsiders just arriving but yet having a place for themselves in the city.