The Night Market

IT LOOMED OUT OF the darkness in front of them, taking Oscar’s breath away.

Beside him, he felt Pietra turn, falling silent herself.

They had passed Roan Piers and Commerce City and arrived at the northern edge of Roan, which gave way to the Northern Wastelands and the rest of Terra beyond that.

Rising out of the miles of nothingness before them was one enormous pitch-black tent, soaring at least five stories high. There were openings all over it with a lantern set inside each, so it felt as if you were looking at the night sky, ablaze with stars. Surrounding this main tent were four smaller ones (but each still about the size of Oscar’s school). And surrounding these were hundreds and hundreds of smaller tents, about the size of the stalls in East Market.