Inside, bundled in blankets, a cup of tea within reach, she was warm. Outside, the rain fell on the windows, casting a gray pall over the world and filling the room with nature’s sleepy-time music. Despite the interesting book she was reading, she struggled to keep her eyes open.
In the story, the knight was galloping across a wasteland in search of the Hebbath pendant, said to cure any ailment, which he needed for his sister. As she read, a storm started, the thunder echoing off the pages it was so loud. She burrowed a little deeper in her cocoon.
Published on November 15, 2019 18:39