"Kadaj always knew where to go. Kadaj always knew who to look for. Kadaj had the entire city on the tip of his fingers. Kadaj always knew who to ask. Kadaj had always everything under control. But not this time. Althought he went on walking, his eyes fixed on the street, paying attention to every slight movement, he had no idea where to go, no idea who to look for, he didn't know who to ask, the city looked like a stranger, even an enemy." This story was originally pubblished in italian on EFP, than traslated in english on A03 by Sacredmoonrising