Bright eyes traced the darkness that lingered over the town, searching for something -<i>anything</i>- that would give her an idea of who -<i>or what,</i>she thought with a grimace - waited for them there. But there was nothing… only silence and flickering lights. Still, it couldn’t be worse than what they’d already been through, unless an entire dark army was hiding there. That<i>probably</i>wasn’t true.<i>Probably</i>.<br/><br/>The water was too shallow for them to go any further, judging by the sound of the hull sliding against the seabed. Turning around would be… hard, if anything. That left moving forward, into the town, toward the lights… and the shadows.<br/><br/>“I don’t know what is wrong with that town, but as with everything else we have faced already, we will find out sooner or later. At least we will have a roof above our heads…”<br/><br/><i>The roof of the cave, at any rate.</i>She met Verita’s gaze and tilted her head curiously, offering her a smile. The orbs above her drifted for a second when Verita took her hand, then slowly began to spin again.<br/><br/>The pair lowered one of the ship’s many rowboats until they heard the gentle splash of it dropping into the shallows. She looked it over for a second before deciding that it would do. It didn’t have any holes in it, at any rate, and the sooner she could stand on dry land again, the better. Hopefully she remembered how to walk without having to worry about the rocking of a boat beneath her.<br/><br/>Dawn gave Verita’s hand a gentle squeeze as it found hers again, smiling softly. It felt like, after a long time of being distant, Verita was finally coming back around. Getting away from the ship would do her good, too. They’d all spent too long cooped up with only dark memories and spirits. And pirates, she supposed.<br/><br/>“If there aren’t any ships in the town, we might be able to come back here to hide for a while, at most.”<i>And taking a rowboat this small out to sea instead… I don’t think so.</i>“This cave’s got to lead somewhere if there’s a town here. We can try to push through it, if we have to. But let’s hope for the best.”<i>Soft beds and hot food. And dessert. And a bath.</i><br/><br/>But the longer she didn’t see anyone, the more suspicious it all seemed. It couldn’t be<i>that</i>hard to see a giant ship sailing into the harbour.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>