As it was past evening, she took the lantern that was hanging nearby her room with her. The way was dark and unused, no maids or servants were seen as she held the lantern high with one hand and the other held the front of her dress. Finally, when she did get up to the clock tower, the strong wind faltered the light even though it was shielded in a cylindrical glass. Lowering the lantern on the ground she looked back up to see the beautiful scenery of the land of Bonelake. Even with the darkness now dulling it, it still looked beautiful and the wind added the unknown calmness in her mind now which hadn't settled before.