Stronger
It was a very chilly night. The moonlight shone through the windows of the Port City building and illuminated the dark alleys. The wind blew through the glass windows and made a tapping noise.
From far away, people could see a long blonde-haired man standing alone on the beach, facing the east in silence.
Liam sighed as he gazed at the sky above him and felt the cool breeze blowing on his skin. It was quiet and peaceful... but he could hear the sound of the incoming storm accompanying the sizzling of waves.
He closed his eyes and took deep breaths of cold, fishy air, concentrating.
"Are you okay, Milord?" he heard Harriet's familiar voice. "You seem to be quite troubled tonight."
"What are you doing here?" Liam smiled as he turned around to find her standing there with her usual smile. She was wearing her thick fur coat and had her hair tied up and covered with her hood.
"Oh, I just came to check on you," Harriet said in her soft voice. "You look so lonely out there."