A Good Morning
Chapter 8 of The Thief's Armor
Light from the morning sun pierced through the clouds and shone through the glass window, warming Hastiand’s face as he lay in bed. While the mattresses at the Five Swords Inn in Upper Ire were not the most comfortable, they were far better than sleeping on the ground. Hastiand was grateful, especially considering last night’s heavy rain.
Keep reading with a 7-day free trial
Subscribe to Darktapestry to keep reading this post and get 7 days of free access to the full post archives.