The moon cast a soft, silvery glow over the quiet village of Ushguli. As the night settled in, Talia and Chandria found themselves nestled in the comfort of their room at the guest house in Ushguli. Nate was staying in another room to keep them company just until they left. The day had been filled with events and emotions, and tomorrow they were set to return to Rome.
Talia, curious as ever, couldn't help but ask Chandria about the weather difference. "Why is the weather here so different from the part of the mountain we came from?"
Chandria smiled, knowing this question would come up. "The weather in Ushguli is peculiar; it's like winter never ends," she joked instead of giving a direct reply, and Talia chuckled in agreement.
"And here I was, thinking our lives in Rome were strange," T
