It was almost evening when the train finally slowed to a stop, releasing a burst of warm air as its doors hissed open.
The station they arrived at was far quieter than the one they'd departed from. Fewer people bustled about, and the air felt calmer, less charged.
What caught Kiah's attention, though, was the state of the buildings. Unlike the ruins and steel skeleton common elsewhere in Duskworn, the structures here seemed intact, as if redeveloped. Though the buildings weren't extravagant or anything fancy, they were habitable.
She guessed this was one of the residential areas she had heard so much about.
Anwyll didn't linger. He flagged down a commercial shuttle that would take them straight to Fallowmere Hold.
Kiah watched the world change from the window during the ride.
