GORE ON THE COBBLESTONES

The murky air hung heavy over the cobblestone streets, pregnant with the smell of desperation. A crimson tide marred the stones, a macabre tapestry woven by a frenzied mob. Footprints, blood-soaked, led away from the scene, hissing tales of violence and chaos. The moon, a pale sliver in the sky, threw long, dancing shadows, adding to the overwhelmi