Soundless
Backalley

This is the backalley of Tavern. Every morning barmaid Cotton will put garbages here. Besides that, there's never anyone passing by. Just stinking garbages, drunks unable to tell dead or alive, cats and dogs and flies, piss and vomits. The wall is filled with drawings and words unable to tell whether they are poetry or shits. The vague music and laughters come so faraway from inside the Tavern, like a neverending rhythm repeats itself. The sun is blocked by the buildings. Even the time stops.

There's no one here, just you and yourself. Soundless is the loudest sound. No matter how hard if you cry, shout or scream, you're still alone. This is the darkest and the loneliest corner in the Tavern.