“Night cloaked the sky. Venus hovered overhead surrounded by traces of stars. The temperature must have dropped, as tears stung Ada’s eyes. She wiped them away with a bare hand. She hadn’t bothered with her gloves or her hood. There was no need to. As Ada navigated across the cul-de-sac, towards her home, silhouetted against the night, she felt no cold. She felt nothing at all.”
Book:City Hall