Eliza put her arm around Claire's shoulder, pulling her closer to the crowd.
"You know, it's not a sin to stop and enjoy life once in a while, right?" Eliza said with a light laugh, as if she could read Claire's troubled heart.
For a moment, Claire stared at the crowd laughing and joking around her.
The sense of peace was so foreign.
Everyone seemed to have a place, a purpose, and people who cared.
As for her?
She felt like a leaf blown by the wind, rootless and with no idea where it would end.
Claire shook her head slowly, trying to fight the feeling of despair, though she couldn't completely banish it completely.
The scenery around them was a far cry from the small villages and towns they had visited on their journey before.
Here, the crowd seemed to creep around every corner; residents and merchants spilled out, creating an almost unbroken flow of people.
