Feeling steadier on his feet now, Doppio lead her on the walkway back to the main road with the rest of town not far off. Even in the darkness of night, the lamp lighting was warm and familiar.

“…Oh! Look.” Doppio gestured down at the path underfoot. There were white stones inlaid at the junctures of the pavement. Somehow they seemed to glow all their own. “These are called cat’s eyes. They reflect moonlight, you see? One time I wandered really far off where even the lamps stopped. I, um, got lost while trying to run wood for some repairs. But my father taught me about these. I was able to find my way back home.”