The young woman seemed mesmerised by the beautiful yet eerie glow of the orbs of Mako energy rising from the tiny furnace that she was facing. Her face glowed and her beautiful large eyes shined as the energy doused her in its warmth. Then, she turned and left. Her heels clacked against the solid ground, echoing against the dark walls of the alley.
She wore her mousy brown hair in a long plait which swayed as she moved through the darkness. Her dress was rose pink in colour. It was long and had a split in the middle which exposed part of her left leg. She also wore a small red bolero cardigan and carried a basket of colourful flowers in her hand.
She left the mouth of the alley and stood facing a road. She seemed too pretty for her glum surroundings. Cars and trucks zoomed past her and people moved across the cityscape, swallowed up by the darkness all around. The road was cobbled and dirty, and likely had years of grime coated on its surface. A lit up sign covered the building wall to her right. On it, the word Loveless glowed. Goblin's Bar stood to her left, an establishment that was aptly named, for all the ruffians of this part of the city liked to gather there.
It was dark, dreary and dirty and the young woman stood out, like a shining beacon of hope. The city was no place for a kind flower lady to make a living. No place at all…