The rain had stopped sometime before dawn, leaving behind a strange silence that settled over the town like a blanket. The streets were still wet, reflecting the pale morning sky in broken fragments. A bicycle leaned against a fence, forgotten by someone in a hurry. Somewhere in the distance, a dog barked twice and then everything became quiet again. Elena stood by the window with a cup of tea she had forgotten to drink. She watched a crow hop across the empty road, pausing occasionally to inspect something invisible. There was something peaceful about ordinary mornings. No dramatic events, no grand discoveries, just simple moments stacked one after another. She decided to go for a walk. The bakery on the corner had already opened, and the smell of fresh bread drifted into the cool air. A few people were beginning their day. An elderly man adjusted the flowers outside his shop. A woman carrying a red umbrella hurried past without noticing anyone around her. A child pointed excitedly