Evening stroll

He is often seen emerging during foggy days, where they have to turn on the gas lamps even during daylights to help people find their ways about.

Wearing dark outfit, tall top hat, and black overcoat, he strolls casually with a slightly vacant expression upon his eyes.

A bird of some sort perches upon his shoulder, its feathers were all shadows and sometimes it seems as if it is pausing to whisper this or that into his ears.

They tell me to keep my curiosity to myself, knowing I wouldn't be able to resist the mystery of this strange fellow, but what can I say.

I can resist almost anything except temptations.