Chapter Thirty-Three

The atmosphere was cheery as ever when they made their way down the mountainside and into the village. As often as they came here, Adea never got used to the excitement of the village market plaza, lined up and down the road with kiosks and pavilions purveying everything from produce to various trinkets, from the mountains and from the Outside as well. It was not often that the Valley received goods from the Outside, and it always fascinated Adea to learn of the cultures beyond their borders.

“Look at what women wear in the Outside,” Adea said as she approached a small pavilion displaying old colonial gowns, corsets, shoes, and other feminine attire not at all like anything she and Lyda had in their wardrobes.

“Ugh,” Jay muttered in disgust. “None of that looks comfortable at all. I guess that means Lyda would like it.” Every