Chapter 13. Gathering

The scent of drinks being poured mixed with the stench of sweats, confiscating a strong odor within the small space . The dim lighting created a cozy and intimate vibe, harmonizing with the sound of laughter and small conversations that filled the air while soft music played in the background, further setting a suitable mood for drinking.

Yoldes’ palm was as rowdy as any other night with the usual loud chatters and laughter. The local pub reeked of beer and alcohol as men and women indulged in high spirit. Some binge drunk while others just sat alone and drank away their thoughts. Relief being found in the bottle, and grief taken in slowly –reminisced and rid of at every sip. The ambience of the place was slightly gloomy for a moonless night. 

A slightly aged man, seemingly in his late forties, with a wrinkled forehead and a slightly toned skin stood behind the bar counter. His thoughts just as deep as his eyes as he cleaned the glasses with which he served his cust