Julia sighed, cradling a cup of hot tea as she sat on the park bench. It was early morning and almost nobody was awake yet, the chilled air creating a dense fog. She loved the stillness of it, letting her forget the brutal war that was only a few months past. She shivered involuntarily at the thought, and took another drink from her steaming cup. Rhia would be getting out of bed soon, but she hadn't gone far, and her friend of three years always knew where to find her somehow.