Shadows Behind the Morning Light
The plates were empty in front of the people over the sheets like things left behind after a fight. You could still smell the toast. The meat they had cooked mixed with the fresh smell of the room. Leon had done some magic to clean up before the kind that made the crumbs and stains and grease spots disappear from the sheets.. You could still feel the warmth of the breakfast they had eaten together in the air. The breakfast they had shared was still, on their minds. Leon and the others were done eating. The plates were empty. The smell of the breakfast was nice it was a mix of the toast and the roasted meat.
