In the days before the witches set off to explore the ruins, Tilly took the most pleasure out of strolling down the flat streets of Border Town, exploring the nooks and crannies of this remote territory, which had undergone extraordinary transformation in the hands of Lord Roland.
"This is a unique little town." Tilly thought, and the more carefully she observed, the stronger this feeling grew. It was vastly different to anywhere she had ever been... and if there was one thing that impressed her most, it was the unparalleled vitality which the town radiated.
Even the newly developed Sleeping Island could not compare.
"Are these people not afraid of the cold?" Watching people on the street come and go, Andrea asked curiously, "What's it that your brother promised them, for them to be willing to work on this cold winter day?"
"It's still mid-autumn," Ashes shrugged her shoulders. "You can't even tell the seasons apart?"
