Today, the sun blazed fiercely in the sky, its intense heat radiating down and warming the earth below. Fluffy white clouds drifted lazily overhead, seemingly unaffected by the sun's relentless glare.
In Greyvale City, life bustled as usual beneath this scorching sun. The grand city gates stood wide open, allowing a steady stream of people to enter and exit while guards maintained order at the entrance.
The streets were alive with a cacophony of sounds. Merchants' carriages jostled alongside elegantly adorned vehicles belonging to influential figures, all pulled by horses or magical beasts.
Small vendors set up their stalls, calling out to passersby in an effort to attract customers. The streets were populated by individuals from various races: humans, dwarves, imposing orcs, and occasionally a few elves or other unique beings.
Despite their differences, they shared the same pathways, walking side by side and exchanging smiles.
