That evening, the husband and wife sat on the threshold of the farmhouse they were temporarily staying in, watching the sunset slowly sink in the distance. They remained silent for a long while. The sunset was beautiful, red as a great fireball, staining half the sky orange-red. Yet beneath that beauty, both their hearts felt heavy.
At last, Mia spoke first. Her voice was soft, carrying a trace of hesitation but even more resolve. "Webber... we... should go back to Carnford."
Webber turned to look at her. Beneath the moonlight, Mia's face seemed somewhat pale, but her eyes were clear.
Mia continued, "I have a job at the factory there, and our house is there too. Our neighbors are there, my friends are there, our life is there. This place... may be the hometown of both of us, but we have no family left here anymore. Perhaps it would be better to stay there."
Webber was silent for a moment, then slowly nodded. He reached out and took their daughter from Mia's arms. Looking at the little girl's rosy face, he felt a warmth rise in his heart. Their daughter was sleeping soundly, her tiny mouth slightly open, smacking her lips now and then as though she were nursing in her dreams. Webber gently patted her back and said quietly, "All right. We'll go back to Carnford."
Leaning against his shoulder, Mia asked softly, "This time... the war is finally over, right? From now on... don't go anywhere so dangerous again, all right?"
Holding his daughter, Webber wore a smile unlike any he had shown before—relaxed and contented. He kissed his daughter's forehead and said, "The Sauron are finished, and the Northern Border has been reclaimed. From now on... there definitely won't be any more wars. My daughter can grow