Random

A mans journey where? who knows.

Case moved swiftly down the main Town centre shopping street passing hundreds of passers by
none looked at this tall normal looking boy with brown hair, broad face and green eyes, nothing different on this weekend as shoppers bought their necessaries. Past the local record store he moved at a rapid pace, heading for the very centre of this old Town a part so old people had forgotten it, tucked in between split-fashions and Just-Books was a small cobbled alley way those stones were laid by stone masons beyond history and were as smooth and strong as when they were laid.