The surrounding town was like a graveyard that had no people but tombstones. Not even an animal or a monster lurked in the forest as we headed forward. It was as if this place was a ghost town for spiritual beings.
I brushed the towering leaves and peered into my eyes at the village. Although the townlet felt empty, the window showed otherwise. If nobody inhabited this place, some panels must be open to our plain view. However, someone had shut all the windows tight to the guests who had entered the village.
Those guests included us, travellers from the Mainland.
"It feels quiet," I remarked, and moved towards the gates. "Too quiet for a village."
Match wrapped her arms around my shoulder as we went onwards. We passed the entrance and stepped closer to the village. We had yet to hear any sound at all, not until now.
