It was a quiet fear, like sleeping in the storm and hearing lightning growing closer. No, the feeling the city gave was not like those. Nor was it the sharp fear of a broken bone or tearing of skin, one that came more often with anger and retaliation. It wasn't the loud fear of a large predator, a feeling that swelled in the boy's chest and burned through his form. The sights, the smells, the loud people all brought in feelings of… fear.
Winds carried good tidings and calm, and those feelings showed readily in the citizens of Mondstadt.īut for Razor, the city only brought confusion. Every shopkeep and artisan made their wares in their own way, showing off a freedom of expression that could be found scarcely in other regions. The Knights of Favonius patrolled to keep the peace, making sure the average city goers didn't have to worry about the monsters nearby. Children played in the streets, keeping close to their parents when necessary.
To most, the city of Mondstadt has always been a bustling town, where one could find freedom and friendly faces in equal measure.
