Chapter 61 - The Laughter Remains

Umbrath evening arrived in Redweed village the way it arrived every Umbrath — not with the drama of a significant transition but with the specific quality of a cycle settling into its established rhythm . The first light's crimson had not fully left the sky above the marshland . It lingered at the horizon's edge in the specific way of a light that had communicated its presence all day and was not quite ready to release its claim on the atmosphere .