475 - Doing Something Strenuous

The fountain gurgled and changed its flow from ten jets to a single flow, almost like a living thing sleeping, quietly breathing in the dark all around them. "The Fenjitza gave me a little book…" The baths were dreamlike, with the thin shafts of moonlight making spikes of bright contrast. It was so strange, to not have anything pressing on her body, except for the lounge and the soft towel she