As he walked, Peadar took in the sights and sounds of the city at night. The moon was high in the sky, casting a soft glow over the desert landscape. The buildings of Gol were bathed in a warm and inviting glow, as torchlight danced and flickered above the streets like mischievous spirits. Despite the late hour, the streets were not completely empty. Peadar passed groups of people gathered around fires, telling stories or playing music. He saw a pair of faeries fluttering about in the air, le...