They kept turning, left and right, seemingly doing full circles yet not reaching a place they had been at before.
They would be on the second floor, or under the houses they had previously visited, making their way to the next one which would bring them one step closer toward the castle.
The city was an architect's nightmare.
How people lived here made little sense, as everyone would've had to step into someone else's house to get somewhere.
Mori learned that there is more indirect paths that wouldn't go through houses, but it would take too long to get from A to B.
Not only that, most of these buildings weren't made when the city was built.
It continued to be built until long after it had crumbled, most of its residents leaving.
People who simply wanted the light, and the joy of living in it built there houses where they could, with little regard of what it did to the city's landscape.