Shadow Mountain Night Cafe for lonely cynics

"Or the opposite way," Sarah's guess was just as good as Mahler's. Both of them had missed their chances to leave, when it was still an option. He because of the location of his home and she because she did not put much value to her life. The warning signs had all been there but she had let them slipp away beneath her feet the same way the rocks on this path. 

"I don't have much say in this," she answered. "If I left on my own, it would be considered treason," Sarah had seen, how her brother and mate treated those, who left. A year ago she would have been on the same side. Now - leaving seemed just as good option as staying. She would be lonely among the crowds anyway. "What kept you stay?"