They walked through the forest. They turned back in hope to see if they could see a carriage coming in the same direction, but there was no carriage in view. Thankfully, the tower bell from the nearby town was loud enough to direct them toward it.
Eve walked one step ahead of Eugene, one hand holding the front of her dress and the other her umbrella. They came to pass through the two poles with a burning lantern, each hanging on the nail hammered to it. Small insects hovered around the lantern, trying to get closer to its flame.
"This is Brokengroves, isn't it?" Eve asked as they stepped inside the almost deserted town.
Most of the townsfolk appeared to have returned home, and they could hear a distant sound of a blacksmith hammering hot iron. The tower bell eventually stopped ringing, leaving a silence in the atmosphere.
