MELVIN BROOK
Brook jumped down from the wagon. He'd ridden at the front, eager to take in the view, and had put up with the irritating conversation of Rosette on the way. Drawing close to the town though, it was obviously abandoned, a looted ghost town.
Where could he go back to though.
He scratched his stubble as he turned to get back on the wagon. Rosette's idea of putting it to a vote was ridiculous. They had no choice, whoever the man was who'd raised the issue of the oncoming Winter, he was right.
He gestured onwards to Rosette. "We don't have any other options. We'll make do." He yawned and waited for the silly girl to get back on the wagon.
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