Re: [outside the Geardorm, just before curfew]
[The torches are low and flickering, the shadows around deep and concealing. This close to nightfall, there's not even the noise of animals about, or the ever-distant whisper of voices . . . it's still, and very quiet.
The torches burn lower, and finally, just as it seems there might be no answer at all, Edward's shadow turns to look at him.]