Gwen roamed out into the field a lantern in her hand more for formality’s sake than a real need. She could see in the dark well enough it didn’t matter, but she’d startled a few too many people accidentally sneaking up on them in the dark that she decided it was better to have a light. And in the fields at night, it kept other things away as well.
She recognized all the hoses as she passed them grazing in the fields, or sleeping wherever they’d decided to. It was a quiet nigh...
